Year: 2008

Alone at the Fair by John Penn The fair ground made a rounded rectangle. I walked around one way and back again the other. “Have

Whither Bernice, My Bernadette, & All them Bernadettes D’Antan? by cocteau Sashaying. Whiskbrooms. Stunt kiting, windmills… some osage. Thyme & pantoum. Boom-Boom, Boom BOUM! Hooker