Tagged: sleepless night

Desert Guitar 0


Later, Brendan could never remember whether he was already awake or not. Certainly he was floating somewhere close to the surface, at least, or he never would have heard it at all. But so...


A Windy Night

I sit here waiting to go home I take notice of the gushing air The window bouncing Like waves bouncing against the sand. Listening to what the wind says As it blows its strength...