The Storm and The Devil | By Keegan Levi Pond
I thought I’d made it through the storm.That we clashed, and went our separate ways,As far away from each other as the world would allow.But the storm did not move.While I sailed, it stood raging,The eye was far wider than I let myself believe.Now the storm sifts through the wreckage,My disappearance only provokes,What can be …
