Voldemort's brother-in-law, my unicorn. I think you murdered him or something...
The cold shiver on your over-exposed spine still
lying on the bed where you left it, soaking
mattress. And that's it. Feel your
up the sleep from the
way to the kitchen, bring the milk
to a simmer, spill the sugar on the surface of
the counter. Thin-skinnedcalcium sipper.