Hurricane Sandy Serenade, Part One
Haibun October 29th I tremble starting the job. Ebony curtain rods are still in the original packaging. So are the wall anchors and screws. I had already lost myself to a fever-pitched rage over...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Haibun October 29th I tremble starting the job. Ebony curtain rods are still in the original packaging. So are the wall anchors and screws. I had already lost myself to a fever-pitched rage over...
