Maybe once in a while he doubts himself.
Maybe sometimes he thinks he’s normal, ordinary.
But she knows better.
She knows the vastness of him.
His extraordinary essence of being.
She thinks he is as boundless as the universe and as magnificent as all the galaxies combined.
And when she thinks of him, she can hardly breathe.
Girl buried alive beneath a mountain of coats. Put to rest upon hand-embroidered fabric. It rubs her skin raw. The chandelier clinks its...
The paint-chipped windowpane in which car brake lights and street lamps are shown. Each car stopping for the stop light, and then...
As Free As a Bell Collared Cat They lie lazily in the bright sun shine, Never fearing for the inevitable. Existential dread is not...
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