Hairy time at hospital for seven days. Emergency operation. Death’s door creaked open, then shut again. I am still here.
Loving what I loved ever more!
Here is a prose poem about the universe. From my book The Green Monk (Boiler House Press, 2018).
Hairy time at hospital for seven days. Emergency operation. Death’s door creaked open, then shut again. I am still here.
Loving what I loved ever more!
Here is a prose poem about the universe. From my book The Green Monk (Boiler House Press, 2018).
Never Mind the Beasts 
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