Where are you today? Raisins cupped in my palm. * How quickly you became Half-memory, not so sour. * No, I can’t be erased from hospital
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet4 years ago in Poets
I am growing older day by day Hair that was brown is now so Grey I was full of energy wild and free Now I am so tired, what happened to me
By Marie381Uk 6 years ago in Poets
