The Debt Incurred

Last night’s dream…
I saw a young girl
sitting alone on a grassy overhang.
She looked out
at the sprawling cityscape that lay before her.

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The Scent of Rain

The Victim

The Voices

Tinted Mirror

Words Unsaid

11pm

A Flower Named You

Driftwood on the Shore

In Another Tomorrow

Lulled by the Rain

Mutilated Canvas

My God

Shed the Pretense

The Broken

These Wings

This Map You Gave Me

To the End