Haiku: Those Poor Ducks

Archive Week This week I will posting unreleased material from last year and also reposting some reworked versions of my earliest wordpress posts which didn't receive much of an audience. Enjoy. I sleep on feathersSo soft, so warm, and I thinkThose poor naked ducks


    "Welcome back roomie. I kept your corner warm." "Thanks." The rusted chain link gate screeches closed behind him. "Did it work this time?" She asks the question already knowing the answer. "No. It makes no difference. I've been painting for months now, it's not working." Clearly frustrated, he kicks at the dirt as … Continue reading Painting