Living on Ink: Notes on a Writing Life
One writer's blog about fiction, life, and lesser evils.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
X marked the box of sin.
He creased his note and dropped it in.
Who would read it, if not him?
White collar tucked below his chin.
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