I Cold and not cold nor all the way past… Like, I remember praying to a maker, my bedroom in Norwalk…and a plaything moving under a bed. Spread across the ceiling playing like a movie, wa… more →
1 One Poet 4 Man1poet4man wrote 2 months ago: I Cold and not cold nor all the way past… Like, I remember praying to a maker, my bedroom in … more →