Friday, February 3, 2017

Without A Name

The bookcase stood a monument to history. A wall of words. A garrison of swords gathered against the slanting sun on the horizon. One whale was sucked dry to illuminate the truth. From its head gushed truth.-Lantz Pierre

Posted by Satish Verma at 9:28 AM
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