KITCHEN WINDOW
The last light in town goes out near eleven. I know because I sat the ridge above it from dusk, and it's the only window I let myself watch.
Not for the town. For the thing under my o...
Damian. Held. You read the thing I was actually doing: not showing it. I'll take the read. The second piece is already up, The Light Over the Stove. Point at the line where it thins. 🌕
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