✮ A Dentist for the Heartache ✮
ꫂ❁ On the Way to a Bakery to Pick Up Cannoli Ghosts and silenceupsurge as fogat the seam of autumnin October, swallowing the winding highway,coming to a grinding haltbefore 17th avenue. They seep throughand permeateas thoughts, thoughtson a one-way trip we all takebut once. A sluggish crowdfoamson the ramp waitingfor a trainin search of its tracks, dialectsshiveringagainst…

















