napowrimo 2014
by windrag
let the critics have their barbecue.
my father’s out-of-tune, glad-hearted singing;
the inelegant poem my friend sends in the mail:
these are my rice and beans.
let the critics have their barbecue.
my father’s out-of-tune, glad-hearted singing;
the inelegant poem my friend sends in the mail:
these are my rice and beans.