The Thief I Once Loved
The river stole and stole. First, my front yard. Then my steps and back yard. Most recently, my living room, kitchen and study. But still it wanted more. Swollen. Insatiable. Simba meowed loudly in my lap, anything but brave. I stroked his ginger fur. ‘How about we laugh in the face of danger?’ A gale […]
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