Monthly Archives: September 2020

Trappings of Antiquity

This place used to be alive. I can feel it. The walls of the cliffs ascend beyond sight, and the shadows engulf me as I walk.

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Methow September Memorial, 2020

Descended smoke thick as Beijing smog Cell phone coverage and landlines out All ties cut to the world-wide web

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