It was like the air around gave in and the entire weight of the world fell upon her brittle self. She felt the tremors of earthquakes, the batter of bombs, and saw the spin of a twister. Shaking knees upon which she stood begged for relief, but got none.
Tag: Miss
Nostalgia
I'm down to my skin and bone, and my Mommy, she can't put down the phone, and stop asking how I'm doing all alone.