Sandbag

I cannot deny This post-apocalyptic Persistence of hope When the water receded We recorded the damage Shuffling around, yellow rain slickers Black boots sloshing We salvaged what we could Carrying out friends on pontoons Lifting boards and grounded fences Somehow we made it through In the end we met up Back at the old bait... Continue Reading →

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