That open market he calls home

That open market he calls home

August 2022

The dust bunnies are collecting grime under the table. The powers on high have no say in the matter. Patter-patter. In tatters. I’ll make no exceptions anyway. Faith in the supernatural, of his own existence. Banging my head against the wall. I can plan this to a T. Making amends won’t get you anywhere either. She repeats. Notice that. I repeat. Notice that. Out in the open space. That open market he calls home. Just give me a clue then. Just that small piece of advice enough to get them going again. Turning the pages. Making the pages.

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