WHAT IS TRENDING NOW

a highway to a city

I Give Up

My husband looked at her, then at me—it was a look of amazement and pride. See what our child can do? He wasn’t thinking, say, that she was about to scald herself with hot water.

castro street

Luck

my shadow
my train.
Luck, this much
is plain:

hatchet face,
ratchet grin.
The bin
needs emptying

again—
too little.
It’s true, I’m in
the middle

beach in odessa

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