The deer moved on gradually.
Three crows seemed to follow.
In the valley a rumble
from an empty fuel truck dwindles.
That leaves little distraction.
Avoidance shatters.
Whispering your name.
Silence
Krater Café
Words and Images by Richard Reeve
The deer moved on gradually.
Three crows seemed to follow.
In the valley a rumble
from an empty fuel truck dwindles.
That leaves little distraction.
Avoidance shatters.
Whispering your name.