The butterflies in her gut dry their wings, hanging from withered weeds in her womb, poisoned by opium, his beautiful lies. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt: July 16, 2017: Fine Dining – Kitchen Tricks This Sunday, Scribblers Dipstick has brought us a new ‘story board’ collage. We should let […]
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