Monterey and some words.
Looking for Hemingway I am in Monterey. Hemingway chair and face is gone. But I feel his present. He told be to order a double of Irish whiskey, find a sassy girl.… Continue reading
Looking for Hemingway I am in Monterey. Hemingway chair and face is gone. But I feel his present. He told be to order a double of Irish whiskey, find a sassy girl.… Continue reading
A woman, like you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading my poetry from 1993. Made me think of a good memory and good time. A woman. like you. Me and my sweet… Continue reading
{Johnnie and daughter} Monterey The sea is the same. The city had change. Maybe I have changed. The ocean is still beautiful and wonderful. Johnnie got old. Coyote