Air bites.
It snaps at my
temples.
I pull the scarf
up over my nose
and immediately, my lenses
fog. Who the hell would
be out in
this?
The dog barks,
bounding after
a rabbit.
©Kathleen Moors
The Chapel
…a place where MAGIC happens!
Air bites.
It snaps at my
temples.
I pull the scarf
up over my nose
and immediately, my lenses
fog. Who the hell would
be out in
this?
The dog barks,
bounding after
a rabbit.
©Kathleen Moors
