Doughnuts
A single father is at his wit’s end.
A Scent
I never knew a scent’s command
Upon the reels of memory
Rising Sun
Alive to see the sun arise — you are so lucky.
fiction, poetry and musings
by Laogeodritt
fiction, poetry and musings
by Laogeodritt
A single father is at his wit’s end.
I never knew a scent’s command
Upon the reels of memory
Alive to see the sun arise — you are so lucky.