Nearing Warminster
Issue #126
Spring 2015
Salisbury, solitary, sings as if Isaiah in her— All Along the Watchtower edge and ridge of plain they ride for Warminster. Anger, broken in her, iron age, stone age, bone and barrow, is as if her Father yet not father...
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