a real one, too, not some screen or paperback fiction lazy-ass symbol, emoji or icon but a breathing, time-sensitive, warm-blooded real kind of legend to shine on that one and simple direction the return to the true hero’s path to follow after death lest we continue to spin our wheels against the sky, continue to …
the Pilgrim’s Stranger
if I decide to walk down a given city road full of people protecting theirs ignoring mine can I trust that a stranger gift will meet me somewhere along that path when I no longer know which way to go and have foolishly dogged on as far as I can with just that forced to …