Nesting on the outline of a window a little broken handle used to turn
the grating system now clogged with rust & silt. I once clouded rooms one
was afraid to stay in for fast escape.

No Poem Is the Only Poem. No Story Is the Only Story. It's Just One Planet. But There Are Many Stories.
Nesting on the outline of a window a little broken handle used to turn
the grating system now clogged with rust & silt. I once clouded rooms one
was afraid to stay in for fast escape.
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Exit West astonishes me.
He was his own version of Mr. Rogers in a classroom of children, he was even referred to as The Poetry Man;
This is worth your time, find it, and read this great, great novel. I can’t wait to see what Ms. Culliton writes next.
They get off the bridge and weave through the streets, and are soon downtown. Even though Pablo’s only been to that building once, he already remembers how to get there. There’s the same street with the broken lamp, and the mural of a Ferris wheel painted across a brick wall.