Back to the writing…from something I’ve been working on for some time; just a glimpse.

Watching the patterns of men, women and their children reminds me of something I read once, in that last lifetime; an echo of a voice I’d wagered away.

 

Sincere but poorly made things…

 

I think Stephen King wrote it. When I’d heard it I had stopped what I was doing and put it on paper. The letters rearranged to images of mortals made of clay.

Poorly Made Things
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