Poetry Drawer: Campfire: This time last year: Red: Talented friends: Moments happen by DS Maolalai
Campfire walking at nightand the financial district fires,I guess because they leavethe lights onso the night-cleanerscan work. seen from a distanceit looks damn impressive,propped up against the velvetof some soft and studded skylike stacking racks of driftwoodgone ember on a … Continue reading