Left to Freeze
The forgotten homeless in the winter
In the cold they sit
Homeless in the winter snow
Till death turns them blue.
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Laura Lann
I am an author from deep East Texas with a passion for horror and fantasy, often heavily mixed together. In my spare time, when I am not writing, I draw and paint landscape and fantasy pieces. I now reside in Alaska where adventures await.
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Conversion
It does not rain much in the Arizona desert. But when it does, the waters come hard and fast. Ancestral dry river beds scoured by flash floods bear witness to their force. A man caught between steep, rocky banks can drown on a cloudless sunny day, swept away by water racing across the desert, shed by thunderstorms rumbling beyond the horizon.
By Pitt Griffin7 days ago in Fiction
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A heartbreaking truth.