To: Bitter, a Burning Prayer

“Guardame tu dulzura…” He comes around late, heeding no conformity or demure social grace. The few things lay scattered, dust-laden From when you left hastily this place. Then bitterness steps in. Nice clothes he wears, yet a little tattered and thin. Pretends to be the sole agent of strength in a time like this. He proposes to […]

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