You’re acting weird again. You’re a season, a season in reverse: fall, fall. You’re a season that got high on fossil fuels and now you’re dying, you’re smiling, you’re dying. Continue reading “Climates Change”
WHERE AM I, AND WHY DOES IT SMELL LIKE TEA?
Hello and welcome! I’m Jinx, your local writer and tea enthusiast. This is the place where I post work and generate new metaphors about tea and the literary arts. I like tea.