Five Fleas Itchy Poetry

  The Last Poet at Walmart I found God in aisle nine comparing prices on canned beans. He looked older than scripture. I aske...

    There’s Nothing I Don’t Know Because I can’t know What I don’t Till I already do ~J Maurer fresh new morning orange ...

  anything you  say  think can and will be used against you ~Barrie Levine nautilus shell shaped by the waves my thi...