Cat Over Clock

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Highway of the Ancients

That highway, remember the black asphalt paved way to the Ancients? Well, tonight I took it again. Over the hills and the winding curves, through collected rocks and beyond the rise that meets dusk. With spindly tree limbs teasing the... Continue Reading →

War Paint

You were painted, coyote My dreams see you with Red crimson over your nose Between the eyes and ears You were motionless, coyote Out on the black, on the other side Of a line I've pledged not to cross Until... Continue Reading →

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