Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

In rapid succession. A thumping. A marching bad. The sound of marching horses. The wind funneling through the woods. The thunder of the earth shaking. The summer storm pushing closer. My eyes welling. Fundamentally Loathsome Waking up is too much of a chore. The world is dreary. Fuck the world. Fuck the people who make …

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