Falling backward… I liked California. Made me think and drink less. I never understood the California girls. They wanted to figure out the messy world and you can’t. The taverns in California were… Continue reading
The fray- Lost and found, dearest Luna – part three I saw her in the valley and I followed her. She walked slowly in the fray. The sky was bright orange and her… Continue reading
Something is wrong with me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bukowski had stole my soul. Something is wrong with me… Something is wrong with me.… Continue reading
You are my music… We found love in the lost and found. You are the most beautiful gal in the world. I remember your smile, I remember your laughter. I painted your skin… Continue reading