23
Nov

Sugarcane

Mone D. Moore   Raw and unrefined Dark and sumptuous fruit. He is the Floridian Summer, Balmy and unforgiving in his touch. He: the scorching pavement; And I: a drop… Sugarcane

15
Nov

Spring

Mone D. Moore   Her name was Spring, But she felt like Winter— Shivering leaves and biting wind. I thought I could save her with my love, Thought I could… Spring