Endeavors I get a dreadful worryabout blue lights, money, the mailand this feeling sits in me a long timelike pear slices in their juiceas my friend tells me a storyof all his recent endeavorswhich somehow gets to rumors of the wendigobut it doesn’t get worsein fact I get to picturingtime spent with my friendpicturing the time we’re spending nowand I tell himto start the story … Continue reading Three Poems by Gabriel Ojeda-Sagué