It was the final stand
Damned if I don’t do,
Damned if I won’t choose
To sing another’s un-worded song.
There’ll be no more re-kicking these crossroad blues Continue reading “Unfenced Blues” →
Graduating, already. Next its university, marriage, and then I’ll be a grandfather. Old. Like my father hunched over crossword puzzles grumbling about medical costs. Yet, Continue reading “Graduation” →
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