Rich Ferguson


Photo by Cat Gwynn

Photo by Cat Gwynn

“With my last dying breath, I will let out a sound; a seed of a love song growing under the tongue, sprouting into a howl, rising from my lips and into night, to halo the wild forever moon.”

– Rich Ferguson

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One Response to Rich Ferguson

  1. lkthayer says:

    You pull diamonds & precious jewels from your throat and string them into magic. You are a treasure Rich. Thank you. – Lisa

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