A picture book.
Just discovered.
Some might think this is a strange existence —
There’s a lot going on in the world these days, and people are understandably on edge. Before all these…
I.
The day appears suddenly
Alone at the desk, the words come nigh,
Under a pewter, blue sky,
Of January winter, never changing,
“And I think it’s gonna be a long, long timeTill touch down brings me round again to findI’m not the man they think I am at homeOh no no no…
