Posted: 496.5 hours ago
3a0: November 14th, 2014 today is black and white. my home is empty. my body is empty. winters embrace. creaking walls. a tree that sways like the days. everything is here, but the leaves are gone. warmth is found within the wool. unsorted books. frozen clocks. a fire place with the charred remains of the nights. smoke lingers, but there is still no fire. cold is held in by the cotton. the kettle has come to a boil, and these fabrics have been stitched together. memories are covered by this blanket. Shiver.
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