A story from Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Stranded

Weeds lick at the roadside cross, savoring the dereliction. Cars hurtle past. A lonely soul yearns for a ride home.

  • written by: <span class="post-meta-key">Madeline Mora-Summonte</span>

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