It certainly could have been yesterdayI’m usuallylost someday we’ll lookback on thisand it willall seem funny.Ha hano.Funny in the…
Her face is tilted
The powerto make smilea pup’s play, the sweetness of a shared toddyfleeting on the tongue — the comforting shade, even, on a fevered…
Clouds on the mountains, rolling, rolling — clouds set a-sailby a passing breath, mountains hurledby an unseen…
The diatribeaimed at raw tribesof rough brigandsroving in bandsbest be muted:must be suitedto cold, hard facts — lest they react…
Friendshipsails a sea storm-tossed, where ill winds whipthe lone and the lost — a sea unmarkedby signs to steer —…