from, The Scars We Donāt See, a micro-fiction collection by Cassa Bassa: āOn My Mindā (excerpt) I long to be far away with my thoughts on a long-stretched highway between tall pines breaking apart into yellow and ultramarine blueā¦ I donāt ever feel that I fall short of my own shadow when light is all [ā¦]
The Scars We Donāt See (poet spotlight)
Flicker of Thoughts 