Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Monday, 15 August 2022
If I touched one of these bottles ...
My fingers would sink into a thick pelt of dust -
I'd hold the bottle up -
A breath of withered air would fall upon my lips -
20 July 2022
The Olde Cross
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