Angels, muses and sirens.. I was near death often in my life. I learn Death isn’t an enemy. We must be born and die, we must live and struggle. I bury my second… Continue reading
Too late for kindness.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found a old journal. 100 poems, never been published anywhere. Number one, 1990 poetry. Too late for kindness… I wanted my brothers to be… Continue reading