The Conditions
I scatter my life across pages
Like no one else I know—
Among writers I’m lonesome.
Meantime I walk with the horses.
I want a good, hard, unpolitical cry.
The Conditions
I scatter my life across pages
Like no one else I know—
Among writers I’m lonesome.
Meantime I walk with the horses.
I want a good, hard, unpolitical cry.