Mortar and Bricks – Excerpt, “Dues for the Repose: From Words Much Like Poetry”
It was more than a late summer romance, I pressed closed the hole in your heart, a rough shod patch I bore into this world— the angels confessed I would be in need one day. In September of that year, I betrayed you. October found forgiveness a new home, but by January, I hadn’t seen … More Mortar and Bricks – Excerpt, “Dues for the Repose: From Words Much Like Poetry”