Verses from Matthew’s Red Journal
Feathers falling at Clover Field Matthew Johnson Sports Editor The sky is deeper then I sincerely imagined, Unloaded with its white wisps and blue arena. Oh you uncharted branches, With your thrashing in the breezy expanse– I am already distrustful of this hemisphere’s whirlwind, And the blazing swirl of the lowering ring above. If I stay in your distant horizon and deep shade … Continue reading Verses from Matthew’s Red Journal
