i want to throw rocks at the scavengers, tell them go on, git, there ain’t nothin’ left here! so i can sun-bleach my dry old bones in peace, but instead i just wonder why they circle so, don’t they know they’re come too late to this ghost of a ghost town?
Only Fragments
Love Letters to the Tar Pit
Only Fragments 
Are you okay?
Yes – though I so appreciate you asking. Just struggling with writer’s block… :\
Ah, yes, the dreaded beast. I know him well. 🙂