MistyFog : Writing

Feather

Feather

A Poem by MistyFog


A feather.
Goodbye

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

Skunks

A Poem by MistyFog


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

Devoured

A Poem by MistyFog


The cold.

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