THE POET NEAR THE GRAVEYARD ONLY HAS ONE DESIRE LEFT by Rich Quatrone

THE POET NEAR THE GRAVEYARD ONLY HAS ONE DESIRE LEFT He’s hunched over a small table. Air conditioner thrums. Cat sleeps on couch. Dishes in sink. He’s exhausted from working as a gardener for the rich in the heat. What Continue reading THE POET NEAR THE GRAVEYARD ONLY HAS ONE DESIRE LEFT by Rich Quatrone