In this I imagined the entire sky as a soaked towel, wrung out.

So I wish for a candle, then extinguish my thought. The wringing brings rain that frays against the chill of the storm now fractured.
Loom
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Kristina Holbrook
Roman Newell
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Dec 1, 2023
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In this I imagined the entire sky as a soaked towel, wrung out.
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Written by Roman Newell
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Busy working on my novel, 20xx. I also talk about the writing journey on Substack. romannewell.substack.com.
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