The pretty flower near the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a Monterey, Ca. friend. The pretty flower near the sea… I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991… Continue reading
Misery and the whiskey… I returned from the war in 1997 and I tried to find peace in the Long Island ice teas in the Belton Texas dance hall. I went early and… Continue reading
(with time, we may forget our real face?) Naked… 1- Naked we can be in the midnight hours, naked are we and maybe we wear a veil over our face, a mask? When… Continue reading