Tag Archives: Uphill

THE UP AND UP

Creep. . . itty bitty critter small. . . slow uphill crawl from the parabolic pit of this old year, about to shuck its hull. . . the night recedes days ooze more long seeped minute fractions spread the day … Continue reading

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