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,
.......
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