It was raining for the sixth day. She watched it from inside, looking out the blurry window of her room. She watched it from inside…
There was time saved under the bed for this magnetic atmosphere, the slow perpetual sludge of…
Zay’s Zen 21 — Cinders
Reflections on Absurdity
When treesAnd forestsCollapse and fallCinders unredeemedOur own futures…