Writer in San Francisco, CA
I saw her at the
Crossroads, black dog at her heel
A torch in her hand
Another drink, a day gone
Torch burning in the darkness
Palm trees sway in the backyard…
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Rain pours, morning sky glows gray…
Break the earth down…
I slipped out of dreams…
NaNoWriMo is here, and for the first time in six months, I’ve decided not to work on a novel this…
A poem written in Tanka form.