#scribeandscholars

The girl in the graveyard is your best friend, so you bring her home. The night presses down on you both, a bruise on the horizon, its hue a rogue smear reflected in the passenger window..like fruit gone

Source Conflict In the field of conflict, Held behind closed doors, Meetings upon meetings, But in the end is a pistol, Which is never a peace tool. Resolution, transformation, reformation, Words that