What they don’t know about you and I could fill a book. Funny, that.
I had a dream last night where I said your name. Out loud. Tongue against teeth, it snaked out from pressed lips, the sound escaping with the slowest release of air. As if I had been holding my breath for days. Oh that’s just like —– and there it was. Such freedom in the word, theContinue reading “Secession”