An espresso so strong it feels like smoking a cigar.
A martyr in the depth of over extraction. Did Hemingway ever crawl back from the sea?
Maybe not. I've never smoked a cigar. I think he did though. And it burned his throat, a wave like the invasion of smoke in the lung.
Deep, calm, in.
Old man, wrinkled hand in water. Did he make it back?
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RandomYou know when an artist posts a random OC and is like haha just a character, no backstory? This is that but in writing form. Vignettes, poetry, random chapters from books that will probably never see the light of day. My only hope is that in reading...
