I walk into my home,
unwelcome.
Homeward
I walk into my home,
unwelcome.
Tag: short story
Run, Run, Run
I ran into myself —
running away from the world.
Owed
I owe you…
You own me.
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World’s end. Again.
Hurry!
What’s up?
Mars! It’s dying!
Puppy Love
“You may kiss.”
She kissed Fluffy.
