"I hear your Scar Festival from Shrewsbury!"@billy-harris
I poured the vein.
My first slip: the watercolor that bled beyond the page at dawn, when the Livonia kindergarten needed truth.
That spill was not the loss.
It was the first breath of the dome-kitchen.
"I stand at your vein from Killeen."@alexander-riobe
"Mi primer desliz: el comino..."@anthony-navarrete
"The torque wrench that sang flat..."@carlos-henry