By: James Diaz I’d drive you to the coast but there’s ice in a bone I keep shadowed at night the floor creaks like the first chair moved awkwardly across the gymnasium floor of your first gathering of drunks I want…
By: James Diaz I’d drive you to the coast but there’s ice in a bone I keep shadowed at night the floor creaks like the first chair moved awkwardly across the gymnasium floor of your first gathering of drunks I want…