23 February 2020
By Philip Kuepper
‘Ice shivered, sussed
against my shell.
In the night, the river
had been made cold love to.’
(3 January 2020)
23 February 2020
By Philip Kuepper
‘Ice shivered, sussed
against my shell.
In the night, the river
had been made cold love to.’
(3 January 2020)
