this is from a larger piece.

urban americana sprawl is all the same
endless strip malls and stop lights on straight lanes
too few trees, selected specifically to thrive here
no one is meant to thrive in the five o’clock traffic
back to suburban reclusivety

Welcome! It is my intention to share a piece of writing each week. They will lovingly be called “Cloves,” to match the garlicky theme we’ve found ourselves inhabiting. Some will be longer, most will be short! These fragments might find their way into larger pieces, or maybe they won’t! You’ll just have to stick around to find out.

there is a canary lingering in a coal mine

waiting for a danger that presently has

no intention of arriving 

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