Broken-Down House
Shards of window glass shimmer in weed-strewn sod. Roof shingles clap with the wind, a spontaneous ovation for the dwelling that once was. With creaking voices dark halls repeat long-gone conversations. Too much decay too much damage violent elements have disrespected the carpenter’s dream. The sagging-porch frown
tells a painful story of beauty shattered. All that’s left is a broken-down house.
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