Category: Corona Chronicles

• Insanity

  If insanity runs like water  then I hope my glass overflows.  The two-story brick building   never felt like home.  I draw back the curtains  for the sun to dry up the puddle that stirs my mind.  I open the windows  and the wind whispers secrets.  I don’t open the door.  I don’t go outside.  For fear that the sun will…

  thearrowrock

  May 7, 2021

  Corona Chronicles