Moonlight & Mannequins
Moody mystical melancholic alley Lightly lit lane inflexibly constricting Solitary stiffness stifled stillness It moves Was that a shadow of the light or was it something more? hush now. quiet... Tiptoe tentatively through the terrifying trail Unfazed upgaze, unmatched upheaval Whirling whimsically down the wilted walkway Luminous beams bear witness to the endless sight of the bare armed mannequin upon a moonlit Monday night
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Ubuntu: I am who I am because of who we are. AuthorEsther was born in Utah, raised in Durham (Bull City), North Carolina. Over the last 6 years she has lived in 6 cities, 3 states, and 4 countries. She doesn't like traveling or anything... Archives
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