Dying on a Lonely Field
It took him clean in the chest this bullet through blood and vest Knocking him back onto the mud as … Continue reading Dying on a Lonely Field
It took him clean in the chest this bullet through blood and vest Knocking him back onto the mud as … Continue reading Dying on a Lonely Field
And they’re back these lobsters red From side to side they move like the dead Crab-like and snapping still Yet … Continue reading Return of the Lobsters