11/2023
It may have been sleepwalking that brought me To this place, pockets heavy and holed with keys From every house I’ve dreamed myself in, And scars across the backs of… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
It may have been sleepwalking that brought me To this place, pockets heavy and holed with keys From every house I’ve dreamed myself in, And scars across the backs of… Continue Reading
Today has been too full. At work, report after report of death, misery, and need. December is the fullest monthof this, historically, but this one, and this day, has been… Continue Reading