White Night

Dave BontaAnxious

Bones aren’t this color. Their darkness is on the inside, not the outside.

This is the white of a tunnel in a paraffin candle from which the wick has been pulled:

burning isn’t an option, you have to keep moving to stay ahead of the cold on its pale horse.

Dave Bonta

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Bones this color.
Their is on the inside,
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