Daily Archives: 23 September, 2017

Eschrichtius Robustus

Dear Jim, We danced together on the March equinox Do you remember? We were free of pretense, free of pain Fearlessly optimistic – wild and unrestrained In the beginning, you had me, and I had you (I always knew) Then … Continue reading

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