SALT AND LIGHT ~ A COVENANT by Lisa Harris
I. Evil, like most things, takes time to grow— small steps taken and subtle masks worn, nudges and whispers, a wink and a laugh, a slow poison can remain undetected, at [...]
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Everywhere by Lisa Harris
Everywhere: under rocks, edging out beneath rotten logs, on tendrils of Creeping Jenny on fingertips on your kiss already a memory. On the kitchen floor in falling feathers [...]
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