Adam and Eve

A tear. Sparkling. Pristine. Pure. Another follows, then another. Like rain, those first bitter drops precipitate into a storm. Soon, dual rivers flow along the age worn contours of Adam’s and Eve’s windswept cheeks. A village once stood where Adam and Eve now kneel, but a village stands no more. For before the water from … Continue reading "Adam and Eve"
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Published on November 29, 2017 05:00
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