ㅁ I plow through time, inconsolable, as if it were heavy, deep snow, exhilarated by cold but unclear on what goals I should be chasing, stepping ahead, feeling feet go down... whomp.
– a nonnet.
ㅁ I plow through time, inconsolable, as if it were heavy, deep snow, exhilarated by cold but unclear on what goals I should be chasing, stepping ahead, feeling feet go down... whomp.
– a nonnet.