Still Swallowing Sand

<p>Six days spent<br /> in an Alabama slammer<br /> lined our larynxes<br /> with sandpaper.</p> <p>The clank of steel bars<br /> echoed our release,<br /> brief relief<br /> from overflowing latrines<br /> and rotting beans,<br /> a warning for the town.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/write-under-the-moon/still-swallowing-sand-70c096e537ee"><strong>Read More</strong></a></p>