Moth House

Moth House

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Poetry
Corpses of words which had been dead for a long time. Where Home eats her own existence and memories float like dust in the air, with dangerous nostalgia
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It is the summer before I leave for college, and I am staring into the empty abyss before me, wondering what to do with my life. In this collection, I am challenging myself to write something every day (now adjusted to every 2-3 days). I may write poems, short stories, or nonfiction. Subjects may include: Food Nature Time Family And more Read what I have to say or don't; it's up to you to make that decision. Follow your heart.

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