Thursday, July 21, 2016

The Souring Wait

My patience sours.

It rots.

It decays with lurid ugliness and stinks up the joint.

I am trying my wholehearted best to remain positive about the way my literary career is being handled.

I am failing.

Until tomorrow…


Chloe

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