Oh! You Rogue
You remember Ramblers–those little boxes on wheels? Who knew they were love machines? Here’s to all those horny kids who discovered Ramblers’ drive-in movie seats.
Trophy
I almost always find something I have to pick up along the way. Acorns, rocks, stones, pine cones. And a skeleton? This is from the collection I’m working on, Big Words.
Walking into the Basement
I want to see–I dare not look. I have to look–I’m afraid to find. Privacy–what’s seen and not said.