I stand barefoot in the center of cow parsley and bride’s laceskimming my cut-off jean shorts,frayed

My youngest granddaughter is not yet twobut so full of joy she can’t contain herself,skipping through

Life has been teaching me lately the power of letting goIt has been forcing me to

He fired my desire out of clay and mortarfrom top to bottom. He breathed into the

At last call,you stub out a cigaretteand order double bourbon;Joe had leftwith Grecia,and they kissedas they

We need you down at the Amazon to perform at full volume until the nasty tractors