Granite Labyrinth

Rummaging early. There had never been a cave to hide my heart. As the strings pulled... Auspicious had been the woods, the hearth... The mangled weeded twine beneath my bare-feet... Had been only make-believe. An exclusive story for my yearned for retreat. ⊗ With a long, last. A dog, a butterfly. A road that leads … Continue reading Granite Labyrinth

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