The First Dead Guy I Ever Talked To
The nurses got in the habit of calling the [...]
The nurses got in the habit of calling the [...]
It's to keep the poems I placed on the [...]
The breeze brings its scent in the flight of [...]
It was wrong in one way but right in another, [...]
Out the dining room window he sees the overturned tricycle, [...]
Rain painted the backyard green every morning in early June [...]