Built by a forefather, the stone gable unmoved iron eaten by salt, torn by wind.Below, he rounded stones defend the sand fromthieving waves […]
The weakening light of the daysetting in the lengthening season casting skinny shadows of a nakedtree over the pale green moss natures revenge taking […]
From the fog I emergedopposing the the needleas the road submitted tomy acceleration the whiteline broken merging withmy constant velocity driving me […]