The jumpers wake us after landing, laughing & packing their parachutes into tight bundles in the sloping field outside our window. So we turn
The jumpers wake us after landing, laughing & packing their parachutes into tight bundles in the sloping field outside our window. So we turn
At first, there was cow. Cow stood chewing. You kill it, with a rock. Next you let it mate and spawn, so your rock
The snakes have come to Highland Square, wriggle and thrust like hipsters at a White Stripes reunion gig. We sit on the front porch
