It was shine The field beneath us was thick And footprints flattened each blade As they went in twos Toward the stage, an alter For the musicians of Iceland The sky was livid in greys and purples Palms kissing just... Continue Reading →
It was shine The field beneath us was thick And footprints flattened each blade As they went in twos Toward the stage, an alter For the musicians of Iceland The sky was livid in greys and purples Palms kissing just... Continue Reading →