A Life to Choose
I don’t know why the world is weary now, weighed down by fighting, torching fires ignite huge flames of discord. . I try to look away, but those images keep repeating in my mind, tortured souls that once… Read More
I don’t know why the world is weary now, weighed down by fighting, torching fires ignite huge flames of discord. . I try to look away, but those images keep repeating in my mind, tortured souls that once… Read More
Hi All, Please be informed as follows. Rattle is as you know, a leading, prestigious poetry magazine, with a wide range of submission opportunities. And, I thought I would just put Tim’s email here because of the links… Read More
Let those little buds ripen, like it did last spring, It is Summer here, make hay while the sun shines. . The thing is, you could be an observer, but you wouldn’t like to be observed, wouldn’t you… Read More
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