Angela
Angela (I knew a beauty in California. So beautiful and already dead in soul. I tried to bring her laughter and joy. Sad part she fated away to her self pity. I always… Continue reading
Angela (I knew a beauty in California. So beautiful and already dead in soul. I tried to bring her laughter and joy. Sad part she fated away to her self pity. I always… Continue reading
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and… Continue reading