a man mops the floor.
He pours the syrup on her.
Her tears stain the floor.
My work:
Patheos,
The Job, The Space Between Us, Green,
The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books
Silent Bites by Eukalypto
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Nicely done.
Awesome!!! Loved it!!!
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Nicely done.
Awesome!!! Loved it!!!