Alex Munson

A Discokid

Ær wishes that for once on Earth, he could take time. He wants to watch shadows grow from the leaning and broken towers that hadn’t scraped the sky for so long, only a few towers now scratched it. He wants to chase shadows disappearing and reappearing in showers of constant lightning strikes. He wants to dance forever enough to know when to leap and land on the thunder or even be allowed to question if it’s possible.