You sing for fun and you love everything.34MAGOct 22, 2020 1Sign up to like postSubscribeLoginPrivacyTermsInformation collection noticeShare The window was open and the wind was blowing the white lace curtains. I noticed my reflection on the glass of the dresser in the dark corner in her room, making me think that you do need darkness to see yourself.DUST DAY BY AIDA KARANXHA BODE 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 55This post is for paying subscribersSubscribeAlready a paying subscriber? Sign in