Slipping into the mist of what might be a heaven plus 2 other new poems by Michael H. Brownstein

SLIPPING INTO THE MIST OF WHAT MIGHT BE A HEAVEN The dirty gods never need a bath or haircut. The dirty gods never learn to shave. The dirty gods have perfect pearls for teeth, clean underwear and clean fingernails The Continue reading Slipping into the mist of what might be a heaven plus 2 other new poems by Michael H. Brownstein