waysA Story by Alfred Kukitza way of livingways there were ways, sometimes with holy breath, he’d remind you of the sweetness of air, sunshine crossed his soul, his wayward glances, seemed to embrace the entire structure of living biology. © 2018 Alfred Kukitz |
StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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