Where are you?
In the space of three nights, the crack in the tarmac got larger and the dark a little colder.
You’re back, at last. The light has cracked between the clouds and the tarmac is flat and warm under my feet.
Thank goodness.
Where are you?
In the space of three nights, the crack in the tarmac got larger and the dark a little colder.
You’re back, at last. The light has cracked between the clouds and the tarmac is flat and warm under my feet.
Thank goodness.
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Scott McGinn 