Day 10 / Poem 10
What’s For Dinner, Son? / Scott Burnam i arrive - aged, burdened, andplagued by the oddest hungerbecause they don’t have dopamine IVs figured out yet and as i march toward…
What’s For Dinner, Son? / Scott Burnam i arrive - aged, burdened, andplagued by the oddest hungerbecause they don’t have dopamine IVs figured out yet and as i march toward…