Matt SmytheJan 4, 20141 min readTRACKS IN JANUARY SNOWUpdated: Jul 9, 2020I turn to head back inside pressing new steps into the snow different than the ones that brought me here
I turn to head back inside pressing new steps into the snow different than the ones that brought me here
FIVE WEIGHTNot here. You fuckers cannot follow me here. His dad looked over his shoulder from the tailgate at Charlie, standing in the tall grass...
FIRST LIGHTAt first light I returned to where we had last seen blood. A sparkling sheen of frost on the fields, thin ice on standing water, and my...
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