Life and death lived inside each other. Thats what occured to me. Death was inside all of us waiting for warmer nights a compromised system a beetle as in the now dying black timber on the mountains.
Peter Heller
Life and death lived inside each other. Thats what occured to me. Death was inside all of us waiting for warmer nights a compromised system a beetle as in the now dying black timber on the mountains.
Peter Heller