Sorrowful Burdens (Day 16)
Grace ran her fingers along the smooth white porcelain of the walls. They were different than she expected- no sign of ash, not one smudge of soot. The only…
Sharp Tooth; Soft Tongue; Indestructible Grace
Feel your tooth With the tongue Sluicing truth From your lung Pen of when Your heart is spun One too many times by the earth And done away What will you have…