Poems
A Million Blades of Grass


WRITINGS

For Those the River Call

sunday and it's raining

somewhere west

when she was

When i go to the pissing grounds to eat yellow snow

Those Who Find Fresh Gallows

At the House of the Congo

I Have Lived in Moments of Bliss

outside a Saxon window

A Strong Subtle Sound

a soul soft rock rhythm and blues

On a Train to Budapest

a compost wonderland

 

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