Kirsty's River of Stones (aros) (Day 15 Jan 15 2011)
I lie gripping the covers to my chin
as the door rattles;
I swear all the windows are shut
but the wind invades.
I shiver
and think of those with no walls and doors
it’s their bones that rattle.
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