The Grandfather’s Clock by Omayra Vélez

Dong, Dong, Dong, three, it is morning. Tick, Tok, Tick, Tok, the grandfather’s clock on the first floor, takes cadence. At night, sounds get magnified, and all can be heard, even from the desolation and coldness of the basement. Darkness blankets my soul, and the hiss of the machines near Continue Reading →

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