The Boundaries We Keep
I see them everywhere. Sometimes it's a fence that encloses a pasture with animals who feast on chunks of grass and bask in the sun. Sometimes it's a door closed shut and locked from the inside.
The Blog of Roqué
I see them everywhere. Sometimes it's a fence that encloses a pasture with animals who feast on chunks of grass and bask in the sun. Sometimes it's a door closed shut and locked from the inside.
