Nathan L. Senter·Jan 17, 2025ChickadeeI followed you around the stakes and braided wire your tiny boots roostered snow up the back of your pants. Muffled ears as wind skirts…A response icon1A response icon1
Nathan L. Senter·Jan 9, 2025Bus GirlI shouldn’t have said anything, but I did. She steady-cammed the side street adjacent to her office shooting the green gloom lake butted up…
Nathan L. Senter·Jan 7, 2025A Little LightHe purrs in a Gregorian manner, two tones, one from a place of idleness and the other from a place of bliss. On the street, his teeth had…
