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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021
Submitted to Contest #97
Of Muted Cries and Light I'm unable to look at her, bringing my stare through the window to the right. Another day in the city. The streets are wet, but not from rain. Rubble scattered. Lined down the streets in sinuous mounds. Like small graves. Serrated bricks and chunks of cement shift from the mounds as the earth shakes from another blast rocketing off in the distance, handfuls of gravel tumbling behind before settling into place on the cobblestone floors below. No one pays it any mind. Sparse sections of people casu...
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