forever cold, forever sad, forever rain.
Spider-webbed cracks r u n n i n galong an empty pavement. Soft soles glide,and weary head fallswith tearsand a weary heartwails. One road from here,and only the horizonis visible in a sky full of misty clouds,blocking the view of blue. Animals are scarce,dust motes swirlin an elaborate danceto death. Plants wilt and crumble,along sandyContinue reading “Walking Along a Cracked Path”