Poetry · Writing missing in a city of two hundred and forty-nine people October 7, 2019October 7, 2019 SamT.Gutierrez sobered up; didn’t like what i saw blood stained lips black soles rans wild like a love child with a black soul Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Published by SamT.Gutierrez My name is Sam and I love art. I sometimes do podcast, I sometimes stream videogames. View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...
Saint's Muse 