Grass Knuckles

Christian departed for the wilderness. Quiet, poemless years passed. At last, nearing the bend into 2009, he announced his intention to tour North America. And those poems he’d held safe in the front left pocket of his lucky jeans found their way into the air.We’re all so much the better for it.


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