Tag: #dpp2015
DPP 2015: diciembre veintiuno Nebraska
mr. horse
the yellow orb slowly descends
into the lonely desolate lines
that create the plains
i take such comfort in
the dips and raises
the staggared naked figures
barren, without summer leaves
endless rows of broken stalks
bent over till the season ends–
the blue smoke drifts
into the soft glowing pinks of
a day’s end.
dpp 2015: diciembre veinte
taking a walk with my mama. 
DPP 2015: diciembre diecinueve
Mr. C 
lady b 