Tumbling Mumblewards
No sooner had the words leapt from my mouth than they just died. They fell and crashed like eggs on smoke. Perhaps it’s good I lied. My tongue was roped, then given hope, then surely … Read more
No sooner had the words leapt from my mouth than they just died. They fell and crashed like eggs on smoke. Perhaps it’s good I lied. My tongue was roped, then given hope, then surely … Read more