Braiding Water …you say it is love, it is poison. –nasir jones the monkey waded lights orange, red and green shylock of the creeks revving outboard lonely voyager upon life’s raft alone he comes, silently with supplication to the sprite of...
The Elongated Ballad of Gay Thomas I Citadels sing deceased songs for the numbing Of heavy hearts against the weight of perception, the flavor Of self and the portraits of a soul encumbered with the unanswered Questions about the nature of Thomas...
