Poetry · Writing Dispersal Corridors August 7, 2017 SamT.Gutierrez Word to the wise fell on swollen time. Years wasted in your corridor waiting, waiting for you to answer the phone. Waiting for you to write the letter, a reminder of the words; we will leave this corridor together. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Published by SamT.Gutierrez View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
