that can’t be my mom
She’s standing here…cuckoo’s roar
I cry as she calls.
My work:
Patheos,
The Job, The Space Between Us, Green,
The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books
Silent Bites by Eukalypto
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
I like this Melissa, it allows for multiple interpretations, but that's definately not the MC's mum!
I think I lack the context to understand this 😅😅
Absolutely beautiful
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I like this Melissa, it allows for multiple interpretations, but that's definately not the MC's mum!
I think I lack the context to understand this 😅😅
Absolutely beautiful