Pay Your Own Tuition, John Garmon
PAY YOUR OWN TUITION I get excited by crows above. They dream of becoming ravens. Love is a weak citadel. For some a cardboard lie. Desire is a subjective noun. Move through fields of sunflowers. Finally, I see a bald eagle, Topmost branch of a dead pine. Max steadily sets type, Then proofs […]
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