Liza Purcell

i am resting in the tall grass again. i am not afraid to be alone and i am not afraid to be hidden. the grass doesn’t cut me but it...

i like new things. i like tables where the chairs don’t quite match, i like being pressed closer to a stranger than i ever have to my...

grandfather cuts loose the ponies. this is where I find Columbia. this is where I climbed a mountain a thousand times over. where I...