Sean @seanpmartin93

Sean last shared their writing Window to a Memory
Above the mask, below the forehead, what do you see? 

Gripping steel, treading concrete, circumvent chaos in a puddle of mud.

Pass a perfectly preserved bagel on a snowbank, forbidden food. 

Above the strange, below the stranger, how can you breathe?

Kicking snow, the path narrows, standing desperate in a line of validation. 

Two more...
Sean's Pantry
Sean is materially poor. But rich in otherways. Maybe...