THE CRAZY YOUNG LADY OF THE LOUVRE
In her twenties, short skirt, backpack and sneakers she skips [...]
In her twenties, short skirt, backpack and sneakers she skips [...]
The father who slams down an ace with a nightmare [...]
George, stoic on a lily pad, never budged, seldom blinked [...]
Home from school on a spring afternoon with a fever [...]
The bird on the beach begs full-throated in a language [...]
It is the same house, the same backyard, shrunken in [...]
Those who’ve passed through youth but never lived it left [...]
I watched a homeless man with raging hair and ragtag [...]