The basement was cold
Barefoot, I stepped
onto the damp, dusty, dirt floor
There she was
back by the washing machines
in the darkened corner
hanging dolls up to dry
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I'm participating in Monkey Man's "Sunday 160" where the point is to write a piece in exactly 160 characters (spaces included). This week I've decided to use the platform to document a snippet of a dream I had last summer.
