Not As It Once Was
Some things are changed by winter
By Harbor CecillePublished 6 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by Sebastian Schuster on Unsplash
Ghost trees grow stark bones,
Skeletons thrumming with sun,
Hot blood for undeath.
About the Creator
Harbor Cecille
I carry a piece of the things that I love wherever I go. I love short fiction, chocolate ganache, forensic science, and, aptly, the water.
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