Day 26 / Poem 26
Weed Tuft / Joanna Grant So many years I’ve spent,wandering through strange lands,under desert suns, under skiesthick with burnt tire smoke—choked with fine silt,stink of burnt-out cars,landfill reek, sickly stenchof…
Weed Tuft / Joanna Grant So many years I’ve spent,wandering through strange lands,under desert suns, under skiesthick with burnt tire smoke—choked with fine silt,stink of burnt-out cars,landfill reek, sickly stenchof…