
Clara Engel – Folk Noir
When the sun’s tentacles reach down from heaven and thaw my frozen tongue
I’ll have a voice that’s all my own… Continue reading Clara Engel – Folk Noir
When the sun’s tentacles reach down from heaven and thaw my frozen tongue
I’ll have a voice that’s all my own… Continue reading Clara Engel – Folk Noir
This is listed as a poem but I think it can be considered a short story too. I love it whatever it is. Continue reading 10 Short Stories challenge – day 5