Briar Prose: fiction and poetry: An Approaching Something

Thursday, January 1, 2009

An Approaching Something

Can you guess what it is? Dew. That is its smell. Like a pristine dew beside a stagnant lake of water. Nature's yawn, peppered with a highly reaking metallic decadent odor. The end result smells like a sack of rotting pigeons dipped in cheese, with a hint of deodorant sprinkled on it. It's morning,... Sign in to see full entry.

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