Read us the visit of St. Nick,the myth of the man on this night.With bread and a tasteful wine flight,we can dance over politics. Pull ornaments from the attic,along the tinseled tangled star.Sing old songs to build a new start,while... Continue Reading →
Mud kicked and clung to my calvesand your belly in kind.Though I didn't slow down,you never once fell behind.At times we snaked off the path,to avoid sured disaster. Ice had already started melting,so we dared not go faster.Then the wind howled unkindlyand... Continue Reading →
Crisp conifer cone dreams in prehistoric pine. Asleep for lifetimes.
You could head south to the river.Yeah. You could.Less open ground.Less aint none.He turned, still holding the handkerchief to his forehead. No cloud cover in sight.You need to be somewhere come daylight.Home in bed would be good.Cormac McCarthyNo Country for... Continue Reading →
At least it was strawberry Trauma traded for a sweetened treat Grape would have been unfortunate
Shifting back and forth in the carlistening to the dogs' cry apart from the rhythm of the radioplaying low while you snake the lines alone.Judging needles by strength and smellbetting high on hope for the holiday,our saving graceto a crazy year.i can't breatheor breathing in smoke... Continue Reading →
I pull a warm amber beer,though dark for the occasion.Sip between virtual cheers,expecting a better year.