they was sittin round the fireplace sippin tea & eatin fruitcake on crushed velvet divans with bronze claw feet on … More

on the island of if,the shrimpboat captain dreams of geckosclimbing up cave walls,catching them & setting them free. when he wakes … More

  we was sittin along the bywater drinkin white wine spritzers,when a dead whale washed up on the shore all … More

  follow the bagpipes into the animal garden,where the poet sharpens his pencils& scratches flea dog with a fire poker,where … More

  down on the banks of the Ocmulgee River,we ride that coal train to the steps of the cemetery,where the … More

when i carried my fiddle down to the river of silver,i paddled upstream through currents of molassestill i heard the … More