I
The sky has a way of reflecting inner truth
That when it darkens and cries zealous thunder
I know, it knows the emotion boiling inside of me
As I follow Derek to 1985 Walton Street.
I was hoping my endless suspicious would soon
Lean toward a nascent confirmation.
I watched him; blending myself within the nights’ shadows as
Nocturnal animals lurked behind [...]
Categories: Fiction, Poetry, Short Stories
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