cold michael raven micropoetry January 29, 2023 1 Minute ©2023 michael raven frost growingfrom my nostrils--how awkward Like this:Like Loading... Related Published January 29, 2023
So hoary and so frosty, that horary predicate of happenstance. What–? Happy Sunday, hope some radiance crosses your path. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
It’s really hard to take someone serious when they have little frost daggers jutting out of their nose. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
So hoary and so frosty, that horary predicate of happenstance.
What–?
Happy Sunday, hope some radiance crosses your path.
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It has been an interesting day. We’ll leave it at that.
Hope your Sunday went well.
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That is an awkward feeling.
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It’s really hard to take someone serious when they have little frost daggers jutting out of their nose.
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Hahaha!
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