Teddy Dondanville
Rock Climbing Guide & Freelance Writer
At the feet of giants, I am born. Forever torn. At the feet of giants, I grow. To this world I must show. At the feet of giants, I acquire. Knowledge....
Forsaken… taken… for granted. These seeds that have been planted, By me…for me? Which is me? The scholar? Or do they have me by the collar? I swell with frustration and...
Like my heart, my knee rests in two. As two pieces flow free, I lose track of that which is me. Speed and fluidity turn to greed and atrocity while independence...
Teddy Dondanville 