Daily Archives: September 18, 2017

September.

Posted on September 18, 2017 by Mollie Hunt

    First it comes, a little sooner every day: The darkness. Loom of gloom eclipsing summer, eating it, bite by bite as we scramble in denial, pretending not to notice that again the seasons are changing.  

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