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Laura Hunter

Laura Hunter

It

Cold, sandpaper hands shook with fright.

Oct 29, 2020

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Priestess of Gomorrah

Long ago and far away

Oct 29, 2020

Priestess of Gomorrah

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Thereafter Abyss

Introspection’s rattled -

Oct 29, 2020

Thereafter Abyss

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Cellar

I hated the sound that door made.

Oct 29, 2020

Cellar

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Vacuous

Fancied anecdotes allay

Oct 29, 2020

Vacuous

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Too Much Again

Awoke to find I’m too much today.

Oct 29, 2020

Too Much Again

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Stolen Integrity

Comfort through stories told before,

Oct 29, 2020

Stolen Integrity

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Moans Whispered

Trace between my legs,

Oct 29, 2020

Moans Whispered

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

The Length of My Rope Now Longer

A tree,

Oct 29, 2020

The Length of My Rope Now Longer

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

One Basket

She has the ability to kill me,

Oct 29, 2020

One Basket

Oct 29, 2020

Laura Hunter

Laura Hunter

Freelance Writer, Copywriter, Poet

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