Unsaidquarters – Pioneer Day 2012

The sun had risen up. All rain and clouds were gone, as was all hail to see. I stood looking at the lone invasive tree. I touched fruit skin. I dared to pick it. All seemed given to be God Lord’s final gift to me, the final words of love breathed from the Dealer.

— BK, “Over The Mountain” (Unsaid 6)

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