“I think of you as a brother,” SHE says The words-like a spell-unlocked FEAR Which attacked my heart relentlessly To the point where I have now died my first death * I am dead inside My he… more →
the sieve and the sandTucker J. Collins wrote 12 months ago: “I think of you as a brother,” SHE says The words-like a spell-unlocked FEAR Which attac … more →