Birdwatching for Flightless Birds
The blue jay tapped at his glass with with an errant, restless claw, faintly concerned that he might further scratch the glass' already notably distressed surface. He stopped, and then the only sound in the bar was the murmur of the TV in the...
Wherever You Are, I'm Never Far
You ask if I'm scared and force a winning smile Gods above and below, I think I'm in denial But hell or high water you've got style So yeah I think I could stay a while I miss you so much * * * They'd chosen, somewhat grimly, to stay in the...
Earthlike, Vaguely
Stinking mud and razor grass Mats my pelt and cuts my bones The fields are naught but rock And when it rains it often hails The sun, it seems so close Until the gaseous giant blocks its light It's cold down here and dreary On this goddamn frozen...