The stone face man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to hear them anyway. Stone face man.. In old New Orleans 1993. I found a quiet bar. The music was playing low and the drinks were cheap.I sat down near a old man staring at nothing and […]
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