A box with a handwritten manuscript and a blank journal, and another with a silver necklace adorned with purple beads and a crescent moon as its base. A weird combination, and from who? Clara rolled her eyes at the items after looking them each over and verifying no other contents were in the boxes. Well, … Continue reading Twisted Souls…PT4 by A.G
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Twisted Souls … PT3 by A.G
"Most people wake up thinking about how beautiful the day is going to be… me, I wake up thinking how am I going to pay my bills this week." Facts, my friend. As the bus approaches the curb, I close my book and stuff it in my bag. I don't have time to think about … Continue reading Twisted Souls … PT3 by A.G
Spoken in shadows… PT1
The things we keep to ourselves… they haunt us. She sat on the hard floor, tracing the grooves. The music up slightly too loud for a calm evening, the tequila bottle now rolled across the floor towards the trash bin. This was day 3 of the same pre-sleep routine. Loud music, a bottle or two … Continue reading Spoken in shadows… PT1
Thinking out loud 