Andrew Walker is a writer from Colorado living in Michigan. Their poetry and prose has appeared in Black Warrior Review, Ninth Letter, Bodega, and elsewhere. Find the rest of their work at druwalker.com and find them wandering the shoreline of Lake Superior, picking black bean from their teeth.
My throat still burns when I think about that summer… It burns all the way down, as if I’ve swallowed something scalding, a thick syrup of fear’s reduction.