“Emily Dow Partridge Young”
Read by Author it’s easier, i think, to see substance in silence and ghosts, than in lions and hosts. after all, bees do not relate with words or touch but with work and minutes and hours and days passed away. threads in a quilt stand firm for the central fibers and fray at the edges. whispered weakness only, so he could not see. quiet can be peace when there’s no one left to talk to or love. no more mountainous roars, heart- hunger pangs, or trickling, dried-up streams. knobby fingers and withered skin do not crave warmth after aging in […]
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