Southwest, U.S.A.
Marley Fortin | 04/29/2022

You came to give me your goodbye and left before I blinked the moon out of my eyes. I had no recourse except to sleep deeper this time. Now you’re...

Stop The Count
Marley Fortin | 11/09/2020

Stop the count of leaves in snow. Stop the count of sunbeams off the unfrozen river. It is still autumn, you fear what comes next. Stop the count of the dead and...