Thoughts and Prayers – by Renee Cronley
The pungent scent of sulfur
fires out from the gangrenous fumes
of societal decay we don’t smell anymore
Read More Thoughts and Prayers – by Renee CronleyThe pungent scent of sulfur
fires out from the gangrenous fumes
of societal decay we don’t smell anymore
Read More Thoughts and Prayers – by Renee CronleyIn my day, pot and patchouli perfumed bedrooms and back seats.
Sandalwood incense bought by donation from dubious Hare Krishna monks
chanting on the corner.