Poetry
Concrete Nocturne by Adrian Dallas Frandle
We came to the blurred edge of the world, us three, to swim in our definition.
We came to the blurred edge of the world, us three, to swim in our definition.
I can almost sense the shimmer of some web I suspect I’ve had some part in weaving
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Joan Kwon Glass fearlessly navigates the depths of grief, memory, and resilience, forging an intimate bond with readers as they confront the unthinkable and emerge stronger on the other side.
Last night, I died. A driver plowed into my hatchback at 92 mph on the 110 South right outside of downtown Los Angeles.