Poetry: Lai with Sounds of Skin by Chryss Yost
Lai With Sounds of Skin by Chryss Yost Shall we dress in skin, our living linen? bone weft, pull of masculine into feminine, the heft, the warp, weave…
Lai With Sounds of Skin by Chryss Yost Shall we dress in skin, our living linen? bone weft, pull of masculine into feminine, the heft, the warp, weave…
And he to me: "The love of the good, falling short of what is right, is here restored; here they ply and ply again the oar they did ill to slow.
On His Blindness by John Milton When I consider how my light is spent E're half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent…
Not my Best Side by U. A. Fanthorpe I Not my best side, I'm afraid. The artist didn't give me a chance to Pose properly, and as you…
Looking For Good Fish Why complain about life If you are looking for good fish And have followed some idiot Into the middle of the copper market? Why…