Dear Joanne
Dear Joanne, Last night Magda dreamed that she, You, Jack, and I were driving around Italy. We parked in Florence […]
Author: Lew Welch
Taxi Suite (excerpt: 1. After Anacreon)
When I drive cab I am moved by strange whistles and wear a hat When I drive cab I am […]
Not yet 40, my beard is already white
Not yet 40, my beard is already white. Not yet awake, my eyes are puffy and red, Like a child […]
The image, as in a Hexagram
The image, as in a Hexagram: The hermit locks his door against the blizzard. He keeps the cabin warm. All […]