morning Posted on November 23, 2021 by davidguerrieriwrites and the sun peaks its curious face, upon the gentle morning, while I eat Lox—alone before my climb Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading...
Words Of An Average White Male 