English II
Sunday, September 28, 2014
6 words
The carnival tunes were rusting metals.
Bare handed and mute, not alone.
Shattered empty picture frames and ghosts.
"Welcome to Malus Point. population: 1"
Water seeped from beneath the doorway.
"Dinner for 31, anyone is welcome"
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