At the mention of her name, my heart started beating faster. Dawn. Rusty. My muse.– Karina Halle
..so Grandpa turned the rusty latchkey of his magnificent remembery and set free a symphony of stories– Glenda Millard
Don’t lose heart, we’re just rusty angels.– Stefan Emunds
How can I tell anyone that there has always lived within me a rusty sense of disgust-a dull, brackish water that I suspect is my soul?– AM Homes