The Caterpillar that Could. . .
Yesterday I went for a walk with a friend. At the beginning of the walk, from afar, I saw … Continue reading The Caterpillar that Could. . .
Yesterday I went for a walk with a friend. At the beginning of the walk, from afar, I saw … Continue reading The Caterpillar that Could. . .
I am afraid of cities, all jagged and hard, blades of concrete leaving dreams mutilated and scarred. Where concrete … Continue reading I. Am. Afraid. of Cities.