Aug26
From my short, “Coils”.
“They were all little more than gray faces seen through a pane of dirty glass and a street’s worth of cold rain to my eyes, and I think I preferred it that way.”
From my short, “Coils”.
“They were all little more than gray faces seen through a pane of dirty glass and a street’s worth of cold rain to my eyes, and I think I preferred it that way.”