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: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading...
Words Of An Average White Male 