A rainy morning means there’s a brilliant breeze here this evening, sweeping through the house and making everything feel refreshed while I tinker on a short story. Thought I’d share my morning musings. What does the rain remind you of?
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K.Hartless is a persistent poet and eclectic fiction writer. She’s been recently published in Luna Station Quarterly, The Last Girls Club, Edge of Humanity Magazine, Pure Haiku, and Spillwords. Her blog, Yardsale of Thoughts, blends fiction, poetry, music, and art to create new experiences for readers. View all posts by K.Hartless