The Weekly
Guttering Flame on a Tennessee Afternoon by Justin Aoba
I held the world in perfect stillness within the cold of my hands.
I held the world in perfect stillness within the cold of my hands.
It is raining and the clouds have no order or edge. I want like a disembodied song.
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