Saigon Summer
nine children
under tin roof
night hot like day
cockroaches fly
Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
nine children
under tin roof
night hot like day
cockroaches fly
Mon K, thanks fo the sends. Esp liked this one.
Read SRN for this suggested. You will know what I mean.
http://raccoonnews.blogspot.com/2014/12/gingko-contd-concluded-shoveling.html
DZD