by Ryn Gargulinski | May 6, 2014 | Blogski Archives, danger, death, gross stuff, health, life, poetry, writing
Oh how much we take for granted until our shoulder’s immobile our arm’s in a sling from a nasty-ass skid we took on our bike that left skin on the pavement a gorge in our knee when distracted by a sign screaming kettle corn. -ryn gargulinski,...
