Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay

I dreamt I was “asleep”
Like I was walking through a maze
A graveyard never ending
Going backwards in my brain

  • Teisha is a writer and teacher with a flair for getting lost in different cities around the world, chasing cats, and keeping plans to a minimum.

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