Valen Lambert

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  • Jun 9, 2025
    Out here, this green earth will swallow anything whole. The desert tells time in dust, water through shape. The forest expresses itself in rot. On my way to Willow Creek, a marijuana...
  • May 15, 2025
    “The self, in a sense, is all that we have left,” I read recently. It’s a big responsibility. So when I’m feeling bankrupt the best I can do is go for a walk....