Poetry · Writing Ghost Rider November 22, 2017 SamT.Gutierrez Ride. Ride fast and through the seventh ring. Ice Brutus’s stare chases the bike as he’s grounded up. Ride. Ride fast and through the sixth ring. Advertisements 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...
