Miss Annie and the Rain
She was always fascinated by falling rain, and this day was no different. Rocking gently on her covered front porch in her
28
Dec
Boxing, Paul, and Me
“Yeah, of course I remember those days,” he said. “I was young and full of piss and vinegar. I thought I could conquer the
05
Feb
Happened Upon A Cemetery – A Poem
I don’t know how they fell or how they lived But I can’t help noticing they are there. I wonder, as I contemplate the markers
14
Sep