Mona's gonna thank the words
the cow in the brim
brindle candle of a breath to the tear
her hand shaking quivering on the knock on the door
she's anylist to her paysense knowing most folks won't grope but dope. it's a given of redention. A new formationof recouping cages of.
Jill kicks her boot off a cape flung round her collar bone . a precious prayer to say.