Summer poked its head out Among many Asking us not to drink the water I slaved away over plot and word And greeted the singing birds It was a Saturday Breathless with stomach full Of unhappiness I still drank coffee... Continue Reading →
Summer poked its head out Among many Asking us not to drink the water I slaved away over plot and word And greeted the singing birds It was a Saturday Breathless with stomach full Of unhappiness I still drank coffee... Continue Reading →