incite
Echoed Circles five years in and five more to go, life in loam and silent burrows. every winter, a dance with death, each tanda drains a precious breath.
variable vittles — unabashed pride, great leaps masked by tiny strides, alas, new days herald new hurdles, sorrow life lived in echoed circles. x
WORDS by IRTAZA ABDULLAH KHAN ART by LAUREN STEMPSKI CRAWFORD 15
STILL
summer days search castled cliffs, for small kernels and edible gifts. five at home and five more to come, hungry mouths — to survive or succumb.
