Crowdogg Writing and Poetry
Canadian Anon
soft cloth (I am crying for the death of my grandma)
i almost cried, touching it.
so
soft
and
light
it practically shivered through my hands
almost fell to the floor
could have been silk or spider's web, agate or ave maria
light came through the seams.
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