I’m inconsistent when it Comes to capitalization
I don’t know how you missed the eight signs, fluorescent and screaming,
but you did.
You hit the grooved pavement like a patch of sand
and it’s third grade, you’re in first place,
Down Minister Brook Drive. You somersault over handlebars
and stick the landing,
too close to a fire hydrant that you’ll say you hit,
but you didn’t.
Smokey the Bear, the Sadist
a fire dance
put it out,
grind it down
so the forest
Zach Bradley is a veterinary student at the University of Minnesota with an interest in sustainable agriculture. In his (rare) free time, he reads, writes, paints, plays bass, and takes pictures of things. He also has a pretty sweet rock collection.