“...Boxes filled, new home needs 

but no new home for that

bastard of a man left her

not at the altar but 

in the recovery room...”

                    Laura Lee

“... The space between what was and what will be 

    stretched thin and translucent, like a secret 

    whispered in the dark. Rings in my trunk mark 

    time with echoes reverberating...”

                                    Niku Rice

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