Baggage Full Of Bricks

Numb where I thought I'd never be.A temple disturbed by pressure I've refused to remove from my shoulders… "Got to get the next buck…I just,Need to know that I can eat tonight and the next…" Yet,All I can think of is,Cutting off each strap from a backpack scuffed by each of my attempts to either... Continue Reading →

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