How could the shape of a single line become someone I know? How could these un-mown fields of late summer hay become thousands of my brothers? How can this be? How can any thing be?
How could the shape
Originally published: May 2006
Originally published: May 2006
How could the shape of a single line become someone I know? How could these un-mown fields of late summer hay become thousands of my brothers? How can this be? How can any thing be?