Molten Anger

And, it tore through dumb claim; the fakes had commingled with the truth. Nowhere my soul found peace. One by one shadows were losing their skeletons. The tarnished face was forced to recant its nose and shrank into hole. Blood grievously turned grey and skin tanned blue in fierce withdrawl. He tracked naked in squall of abuse leaving the eyes for blind rubbers and bald wolves.Legs tweet, the child is coming back home. SATISH VERMA