“… third eye blurry, no visine …”
Tag Archives: a protest of poetry
I protest
“… the treachery …”
The retort
“… if it walks like a duck …”
Fertile grounds
“… not strange bedfellows …”
When they say… woke
“… Willful obfuscation of knowledge and education …”
Scattered treaties
“… in the winds …”
By their fruit
“… that must be pulled …” A Pa and Son Adventure
