February: Thinking of Flowers Now wind torments the field, turning the white surface back on itself, back and back on itself, like an animal licking a wound. Nothing but white—the air, the light; only one …
February 6, 2020
Posted February 5, 2020
February: Thinking of Flowers Now wind torments the field, turning the white surface back on itself, back and back on itself, like an animal licking a wound. Nothing but white—the air, the light; only one …