my first night in Scott Hall

[ckc12]

tranquil, patient, i let my eyes imbue the warm gray, interrupted by patterned shapes of orange hum and ashened sand. laura's been asleep for almost an hour and i lay still, only shifting to find a cool surface in the sheets, for fear of waking her. standard, unfamiliar female voices float down the hall and through the heavily patched drywall.

Comments

[anonymous]

The way you use your words...its like song. Tbank you.