Smokers in the Rocky Mountains
The prospectors walked, slipping over mossy cover. Lazy black slugs thicker than a hog-eye slithered across leaves, dropping sperm in their shadows. On the underside of a felled tree, Nazaire…
The prospectors walked, slipping over mossy cover. Lazy black slugs thicker than a hog-eye slithered across leaves, dropping sperm in their shadows. On the underside of a felled tree, Nazaire…