BEFORE THEY CUT THE TREES
It’s crazy how mushrooms right now are made of concrete.
Greedy, malicious, selfish, cold-hearted concrete.
It sprouts not on dead logs and shaded forest floors. It has doors and windows lights and sounds, laughter and disaster.
It ain’t the one’s that are short, edible miniature umbrellas.Continue reading “BEFORE THEY CUT THE TREES | AN RWC POETRY”