vegetarian – Genie Nakano

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On my hands and kneesI blow a baby spiderout the door. Genie Nakano

sunbathing in the afternoon the birds are belting out songs did they always sing so loud? even New Delhi’s skies have a clear blue look this is what happens in quarantine… an afternoon fantasy starts to bubble where we go back in time five years is enough then we all know what we should doContinue reading “Quarantine Daydreams”