Deep in the jungles of Africa a man rode on the back of an elephant. Trees dripped sweet honey-sap onto the man's back. The luscious smell tantalized him and jogged his memory back three months.
It was a cool day, around 78 degrees, and the morning calisthenics were already underway. The man ambled out of his hut, tired from his relentless night of dreamless sleep. . . .
Adam will be performing his well-regarded early high school writings at WORMS on December 8.
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