red,
this is an advertisement for my novella-length piece of fiction that is being serialized by a website called Farewell Transmission it is called Crayon Barn Chris if you click the red thing in the postcard it will take you to the second chapter of the novel emily dickinson once wrote a route of evanescence / with a revolving wheel; / a rush of cochineal; / and every blossom on the bush / adjusts its tumbled head, — / The mail from Tunis, probably, —an easy morning’s ride and holy shit red i am in love
dyl