
Poem: West Texas Sage
I stop to relish the sudden chill, feel retreating thunder rumbling my bones, hear breezes sliding over damp sand, greedy for its moisture.
Since 1954
I stop to relish the sudden chill, feel retreating thunder rumbling my bones, hear breezes sliding over damp sand, greedy for its moisture.
If greenhouse gasses aren’t curbed, the Texas economy will likely face devastating consequences from climate change.