Because you can’t imagine the glory of a jackrabbit // on the run at full tilt, fleeing the dusk-fired coyote / until you’ve seen it. And you can’t / know yourself until you know who you’re rooting for.
—Tennison S. Black, Survival Strategies
Because you can’t imagine the glory of a jackrabbit // on the run at full tilt, fleeing the dusk-fired coyote / until you’ve seen it. And you can’t / know yourself until you know who you’re rooting for.
—Tennison S. Black, Survival Strategies