An armored man stands at the end of a pulsating circle his mouth a wide oval. Will he step inside or try to hide? Instead he’s sucked in amid a high-pitched wind which twists the skin. Inside, secrets writhe in and out of…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
An armored man stands at the end of a pulsating circle his mouth a wide oval. Will he step inside or try to hide? Instead he’s sucked in amid a high-pitched wind which twists the skin. Inside, secrets writhe in and out of…