Lit (a one-sentence story)

When he looks at you like you are the very fuse to which he is lit.

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Big big feels.

Good morning from the land that always shines even though the sun hasn’t risen yet (AKA “the sunshine state”).

P.S. Jim Morrison was from Florida. He was such a California boy I forget that fact. “I dig the south”. “Let’s get tacos”.

Carry on…

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I'm gone. Maybe it's like I never existed at all.

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