A 30 Second Poem: #1509 The engine idles with wheezes and clunks. The light hangs on red for a long minute. Foot is lite on the brake pedal. One hand’s nearly bending the frame of the wheel grip readies for the shot of electric green. (If it ever comes) The other hand’s fingertips tap onContinue reading “A 30 Second Poem: #1509 By Taco Jonez”
Taco Jonez 