
A landscape fragmented by fissures, Kneaded and proven as far as we could see. No step without reminders, Precarious and brittle, Of how the ground was sadistic. We learned to hate, The borders that valleys drew, With depth and no … Continue reading
A landscape fragmented by fissures, Kneaded and proven as far as we could see. No step without reminders, Precarious and brittle, Of how the ground was sadistic. We learned to hate, The borders that valleys drew, With depth and no … Continue reading