And When He Told Her It Was Truly Over This Time
he looked at her like November light flung long across a porch.
he looked at her like November light flung long across a porch.
A guy from DNR tracked the neighborhood bear, a yearling who’s been causing quite a stir on Facebook & in
I’m pretty sure that when she was dying and sang “Amazing Grace” to him, she wasn’t recalling running after him
it’s a great white no whale yeah it’s dark it’s
up to him I’m in or out like those injured jungle nights
Somewhere along Highway 395 In the pasture over west— when cottonwood shimmer fills the air the lizard in me wants
Once I destroyed a man’s idea of himself,to have him.—Frank O’Hara I guess it might be tough to see, now