These days, humid and languid and
slow like molasses, the last of the sun
oozing from the sugarcane; ripe and
sweet as old pipe tobacco in its tin.
Julian O’Dea.
These days, humid and languid and
slow like molasses, the last of the sun
oozing from the sugarcane; ripe and
sweet as old pipe tobacco in its tin.
Julian O’Dea.