The First Slippery
Shack in the Woodland

We used to say I don't care anymore if I never have money. As long as I have my sweet honey, and a shack in the woodland. — Greg Brown, "Who Woulda Thunk It?" Continue reading "Shack in the Woodland"
Threading
Poem for Piñuela

If Dogs save no Yesterdays and expect no Tomorrows, .......Continue reading "Poem for Piñuela"