Daniella Toosie-Watson
I’m sitting on the front stoop of apartment when a flock of birds interrupts my sadness and guzzles up the berries on the tree next to me. My neighbor walks by and in my new-found […]
September
30, 2020
“I am god of them now. /
Stuck to the strip, I know /
some of them are still alive.”
August
31, 2020