April's end Trees were fruit-laden We ate mangoes Our mouths and hands Yellow-syrup stained And…
With you as my touchstone, I do not fear dissolution. And when it will come time to surrender, I wil…
“A portrait! What could be more simple and more complex, more obvious and more profound.”…
I was fifteen when I was gifted with Solitude. My brother Leslie came home on vacation from Mexico a…
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