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Words A Poem by Coyote PoetryDo words have value? Words… Once I was the talker, the jokester, the man who laughed at the struggle of the world. I believed I was invincible and I… Continue reading
Words A Poem by Coyote PoetryDo words have value? Words… Once I was the talker, the jokester, the man who laughed at the struggle of the world. I believed I was invincible and I… Continue reading
Confession of a sinner… I’m sitting with my friend at the Stray Cat Inn. The old Marine told me. Brave men seeking war, just fool’s seeking and learning the taste of blood. After… Continue reading
(Johnnie in the California desert May 2018.) A bloody Mary…. A pretty girl sat alone and I introduced myself. My name is Johnnie and I sat near her. She told me, my name… Continue reading