we will call it: erosion
I am a creek tucked in
under the warmth-spotted shadows of a
canyon’s elbow
where boys go to grow up
Complacency in this Moment
Reflections on the inauguration and the threat of political catharsis.
I am a creek tucked in
under the warmth-spotted shadows of a
canyon’s elbow
where boys go to grow up
Reflections on the inauguration and the threat of political catharsis.