Through a Frozen Glass-Michael Erickson, Guest Barista

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A frame of glass has captured me.

Contain my soul, my essence,

one frosted piece.

To you I gave all, one leaf on the ground

You held me close, would not let go.

I froze to death, in pleasures touch.

You must remember,

I must forget.

-M.E. Inkowl


Read more of Michael’s writing at The Ink Owl

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