Comments for: Burning Burning Cold cold cold and cold. I pause beside The shed of split, stacked wood to peer At stars and shiver in the steel dirge A winter’s night sings out. Stars burn But in their nuclear, endless… Read More Back to story → Read more
Burning Cold cold cold and cold. I pause beside The shed of split, stacked wood to peer At stars and shiver in the steel dirge A winter’s night sings out. Stars burn But in their nuclear, endless… Read More
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