Poetry The Base Exchange I remember the summer of twelve years old when / My mother took me to a Navy base exchange /… 0 Shares 0 0 0 0
Poetry velcro we were running around the track & talking about coincidence & i sd, velcro & u sd, velcro?…
Poetry Urban Redemption if inside the crow I am you are they are we are breathing the stellar dust of crow…
Poetry this is what you call healing it’s a setup i can tell. I should have known not to come here. not to come to this entry
Poetry Water Wind Water wind trills moon blossoms hears evening glades glistening dream pressed against mystery slipping into eyes focused waiting…