MY ENDURING BONES

Stories , Poems, and More By A.M. Moscoso

  The dolls were packed shoulder to shoulder, face to face, cheek to jowl, hip to eye on  every single shelf in every single room of the Abandoned House on Elman Drive the Groundskeeper told me on my one  and only visit. One thing I should clear up here is this, the house was Abandoned per …

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