My heart was ground zero.
A Barron wasteland of broken promises
and betrayal after the cataclysms of love.
And here you came
walking barefoot on the shattered glass,
making things grow in places
I never knew my heart was capable.
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Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl6 days ago in Fiction
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