And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief As Photos
When I open my walletto show my paperspay moneyor check the time of a trainI look at your face.The...
When I open my walletto show my paperspay moneyor check the time of a trainI look at your face.The...
One mid-morning in early December, with no thought of love or stories, I was sitting in the...
Sadness and fear and hate, how they well up in the heart and mind, whenever one opens the pages of...