So today I cleaned out our crazy gross garage to try and make space in our spare room. It was cold and dusty but I made some new multi-legged friends. They came from EVERYWHERE to greet me with multiple eyes and hungry bellies I am sure of it. Along with the dust bunnies and bubble foam it was a regular parrrtaaayyyy! But its cleaner now and my poor friends have went back to their homes in the crevices of our garage wall. In better news, X is tonight at Showbox Market and I'm going so that should be buckets of fun...I hope anyway. I will try to take pictures and think of glorious words to explain the event at a later time.
anyways, here are the new words for an old story that I would like to share with you.
who recalls what falls beneathe the autumn leaves
left underneathe the railroad station dock
drip drops of rain patter on the tip of his hat
drenched trench coat lay heavy on his shoulder
fire smolders in his ashen eyes as he waves goodbye
to his one last chance to redeem his life.
© Valerie Long
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