Weighing in at the low end of feather-light
How it gives off a gas
Don't be afraid. We will go barefoot and see where we finish
A row of brown caskets
The Ballad of Alice Mary McLintock
National Instruction Day.
We can wait until it vanishes or simply close our eyes
When the women come out to dance
Cast-off and catch the current
A little love goes a long, long way
Who now is on the list?
I am polite when looking at photographs
Once, for a week, I had my head beaded. I liked him.
A new me is fine, but what if I prefer the older?