Scenes From The Moth House
A story.
Saturday
What did he miss the most?
It was the murmur of her voice in another room,
the quiet hum in the kitchen,
the clink of another knife on a plate at the table.
And in the evening,
her footstep on the boards outside their bedroom door.
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I think this one is my favourite! I adore it!
4 August 2010 at 18:30
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I think this one is my favourite! I adore it!
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