Tags eucalypts
For the Love of Mildred PierceA Poem by David Lewis PagetHe lay awake in his narrow bed And opened his bedside drawer, Then fumbled around until he’d found The thing he was looking for.. |
The RecluseA Poem by David Lewis PagetHe hadn’t lived in the world of men Since he’d tossed his job, and quit, He’d told his boss, ‘There’s no fu.. |