In the perilous days on the blackened streets. In the scissored summer, in the sweat-stink, the nervous heat. […]
Mercedes Lawry
Pretend the cormorant is your late uncle or totem or dance partner or family crest. Or don’t […]
In the perilous days on the blackened streets. In the scissored summer, in the sweat-stink, the nervous heat. […]
Pretend the cormorant is your late uncle or totem or dance partner or family crest. Or don’t […]