S.A. Rollison : Writing

The Exit

The Exit

A Poem by S.A. Rollison


Beyond the fog appears an Exit
Gem of the Mountain

Gem of the Mountain

A Story by S.A. Rollison


1 Pennies. That oh so familiar metallic taste of Rabbit's own blood filled her mouth. She had bit her cheek while rough housing with Butch. S..


Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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