English Soot
The faint smell of oak fills my room as I awaken.
I sit up in my lofted bed and blink twice
then rub the crust from beneath my eyes which
had accumulated throughout the night.
I shuffle into the bathroom and turn on the water to fill the porcelain sink.
After rinsing my face and brushing my teeth I trudged down the spiral staircase to see my father waiting for me in his stu...
Monday 12th October 2015 8:31 pm
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