MistyFog Writing

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Feather

A Poem by MistyFog

A feather.

Goodbye

A Story by MistyFog

I just watched all of my dreams get out of my clutched fingers. I never got the chance to say goodbye to any of it. But now I'm looking at something..

Skunks

A Poem by MistyFog

Two skunks went to church and had to sit in their own pew.

Devoured

A Poem by MistyFog

The cold.

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