Flat Tire I watch the tire shrink to the ground as I prepare my argument for how, in this moment, I am the more deflated of the two of us.As I watch it melt against the pavement, I catch a leaf falling out of the corner of my eye and for a moment, the urgeContinue reading “Poetry Series – Flat Tire”
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Madeline May I... 