Smidgens
Posted on October 11, 2019 by Elan Mudrow
She walks the old road, its surface malleable, as dirt reclaims its path. Once a smoothness exited, now gone, curves vanishing, the wind, indeterminant. Her bones feel like prisms, sharp angles, poking out of moving flesh, legs move with assuredness, tenderness. The road has soft… Continue Reading “The Walk”
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