
Blue-gray night terrain,
Tear-stained grief currents carve out
dark dream landscapes, gone.
About the Creator
Mary E Bradbury
I wrote my first short story at 13 and it became like breathing for me. Pages and pages of a thousand streams of consciousness. Then life got in the way. My kids are now teens and I am compelled to share them. I have to breathe again.




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