Daily Archives: April 29, 2022
We stopagainst our better judgement, even though we’ve barely got a dime between us and we shoulda used it for laundry because your last t-shirt is starting to smell like that rest stop two towns back. The black black pavement just keeps on moving and that dot-to-dot … Continue reading
except it isn’t, really. this is just the onethey call the pen -ultimate. :: In April, we poem.