PENN STATION
I watched a homeless man with raging hair and ragtag [...]
I watched a homeless man with raging hair and ragtag [...]
Those who’ve passed through youth but never lived it left [...]
It is the same house, the same backyard, shrunken in [...]
The bird on the beach begs full-throated in a language [...]
Home from school on a spring afternoon with a fever [...]
George, stoic on a lily pad, never budged, seldom blinked [...]
Today I cry at the end of a movie, first [...]