CogsI remember the quiet stillness of Tuesdays in my senior year of high school. My schedule let me off at 12:40, just after sixth period.Dec 29, 2020Dec 29, 2020
No NameSlits of cool lavender streamed passively into her room. She lay dead, patches of organs strewn across the mattress. A steady vine curls…Dec 29, 2020Dec 29, 2020
