A Hundred Pages ’till I Sleep

It’s early Monday morning and I’m up before the dawn, A story on my mind, gotta type but then I yawn. Coffee percolating, sleep wiped from my eyes, I settle down to start before the neighbors’ rooster cries. I’ll listen to the story playing loudly in my head, And transcribe each scene, exactly as they […]
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Published on July 25, 2016 17:56
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