Inktober: Angular
wither by Jessica Lucia, flickr
On a central Florida All Hollows’, an angular figure snatches me from my front stoop. We fly over my childhood home and I break off in rose petals and tears and aged orange peels. I lie in my old backyard until the next thinning of the veil when souls rise.
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