Bailey Kuskoski

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The night is wild and welcoming and Alice lets her head fall back, until all she sees is the sky, not black, as it should be, given the time, but a twisting tapestry of blue. A color that will always make her think— Of summer days— And wedding bells— The day Eloise Martin marries Dad, everything is blue.
Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil
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