The Wreck
The Wreck
Her face tore off,
layer after layer.
The flesh peeled away from the onslaught of the road.
"This message is important,"
she remembered him saying not a moment before.
She's second-thinking a lot of choices now.
Clara Sue Bereuter
09/01/2016
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