Arkenzedd

the city is a living, gasping entity, right now. the city's blood dribbles across the gravel in slow-motion. and its hands scrape for another's to hold because the ones offered are far too cold now. a divisive force of black and white, red and blue. we're the biggest small city to exist. we are not new york city or los angeles. not san francisco or miami. not even an orlando. but we're dallas and we need prayers too. we need love and support for the city. we need warms hand and able legs to move us towards what's been promised before us. the city, before now, is something that i have always held close to my heart. it's where i live and where