A protective force
on the outskirts of our towns—
forests no one knows.
Tag: travel
Dry

Lifeblood running out—
the river as dry as bone;
hypoxic city.
Freedom
Flying roo
Plane

At ten thousand feet,
I awake dazed and confused
with the rising sun.

Lifeblood running out—
the river as dry as bone;
hypoxic city.

At ten thousand feet,
I awake dazed and confused
with the rising sun.