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Sep 2017
Alone in the Empty night.

The tears flow down slowly at first,
Resolving into a waterfall.
Uncontrollable fears, icy cold current,
Dragging down to
Unrelinquished pressure.
Sopping wet boots,
Suctioned to numb toes and feet,
A weight that won't let go.
Reaching up...
But there's no purchase on the
Slime filmed rocks.

Tortured... Drowned.
Aeya Jean Johnson
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Aeya Jean Johnson  Sipping Cocoa in the Rain
(Sipping Cocoa in the Rain)   
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