
Marathon Man
Our day starts at four in the morning, / or maybe that’s when the last one ends. Continue reading Marathon Man
Our day starts at four in the morning, / or maybe that’s when the last one ends. Continue reading Marathon Man
on that very dark, very icy / winter night in the woods Continue reading Safer
God must have realized /
he made a mistake with my stigmata /
that he marked the wrong person with a holy holey hand Continue reading Stigmata