If Sheep Could Only Talk
If Sheep Could Only Talk Who knows where the sheep go at night? The gate is always open and they are i…
If Sheep Could Only Talk Who knows where the sheep go at night? The gate is always open and they are i…
She Plays she plays with him until he breaks no problem for her she’ll just get another doll Joseph M. Felser …
Follow Your Art follow your heart they say new age hallmark drivel I say I’d sooner follow a fragrant fart …
lost causes wind whips fighters into flagellants then into scarecrows & finally into scattered clo…
hope, true & false the hype is hope is light, that it soars & those possessed by its spirit shal…
Scribbles The back door was open and Eve slid in unnoticed. She stood at the doorway to the kitchen a…
Family Radio Jessica sat in the last row of the ugliest van her parents could buy. A Ford Aerostar. All d…
Scattered Thoughts To Wlodzimierz Szpinger In the gap of an old floor she found a p…
I Wait for Rain I walk the dog I read I watch the wind Blow the branches …
Over a Limerence Her eyebrows the form of an arch The telltale trails of mascara A frantic scuttle …
Eavesdropping Through an Office Window For in depth enlightenment I dare not dream As my imaginatio…
The Room In the middle of an empty room sits an old man. His hair and beard were dark brown in his y…
Hothouse Resurrection “I understand you prefer not to show emotion, Chris. But certainly you mu…
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