The Saints Come, As Human As A

Once I Was A Couple. I Was My Own King And Queen With Cheese And Bread And Rosé On The Rocks Of Rockport.

The Marriage Twists, Holds Firm, A Sailor's Knot.

Letters Are False Really - They Are Expressions Of The Way You Wish You Were Instead Of The Way You Are.

Death's In The Good-bye.

The Witch's Life" When I Was A Child There Was An Old Woman In Our Neighborhood Whom We Called The Witch. All Day She Peered From Her Second Story Window From Behind The Wrinkled Curtains And Sometimes She Would Open The Window And Yell: Get Out Of My Life! She Had Hair Like Kelp And A Voice Like A Boulder. I Think Of Her Sometimes Now And Wonder If I Am Becoming Her.