GRAMPUS
what waits off shore?
Winter of Discontent
It snowed on Easter. Woo. I cracked the door open just enough to let the dog slip through. She was out like a shot and off into the woods, nose down, following the fresh tracks of a rabbit…. Read More
A Poem for Labor Day
Poem for a Small Meat Shop for Mit, Rudy and Son of Rudy Monday morning always a zoo, freight rolling in and the restaurants calling in out of sirloins, out of tenderloins, out of pork chops for… Read More
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