blandA Poem by Heather Hassell
the wine bottle is near exhaustion
and the cigarette's ember is kissing the filter all things must come to an end, dear. © 2013 Heather Hassell |
StatsAuthorHeather HassellAboutMy name is Heather Hassell, nineteen years old and I live in Baltimore, Maryland. I write because I'm still trying to find my own voice. more..Writing
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