After seven months of abstaining from alcohol, my wife and I toasted the harvest last night with a glass of champagne, a gift from our
I am reading this Book to my daughter, and I Tell her to watch how People’s faces change When they are complimented. It shows how
Targeted by threeFarmers, I fled to kingdomSubterranean. By tunnel I tookTheir sustenance to feed myKith and kin, the ones For whom I cared. Theywatched my
When was it that IWas cracked? Unsimple Simon.The time when I chased Spectral ZazumeeThrough plate glass window, bloodyBrow, needed stitching? Or when I refusedTo go
Brothers three were we. Alvin, Simon, Theodore, Singing harmonies. Simon I, doctors Said I crawled too much, there was Too much pressure on My brain.
Warbling minstrels chime Slowing electronic beats Grinding inertia.