When I am older
I fear I will forget all
The things I love now
About the Creator
Holland Grace
Hoping to know myself better through writing.
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The Light Turns
It's Tuesday 7:13 a.m. A cold and clear November morning awaits Ray on his morning commute. Ray rubs his hands together in the front seat of his Subaru. He turns the air temperature up, but keeps the air on low until the air warms up. He looks at the backup camera screen and reverses the Subaru out of his driveway onto Trimble Road.
By John R. Godwin4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
The struggle… I love that you used the word “love” and not “know.”