It was the way he moved, as if there was a faint rap song playing but only he could hear it. Or maybe it was the way his feet shuffled to the slow rhythm of the summer breeze, as if he had fully mastered the art of walking, really walking…
Tag: long distance
Curdling
I can hear my heartbeat on the pillow tonight / Curdling in my ear / Trying to hop its way across …
A Zoologist had to Move to Kunming, Yunnan, China.
What seemed like a good deal for Noah turned into a financial disaster (in his head), due to technological misunderstandings …
air turns to fire in the cold
The air burns where I sleep / you trudge in almost-snow / The resetting of alarm clocks / let the wind slip / through your dreamcatcher…
google search
google:
/is it strong enough?
/this is a transatlantic
/call…
