Inflicting thoughts on unwary readers so that I can improve my tyqing skills

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

To Wit the Appetite

I am glad that
that empty pair of shoes
at the foot of my bed
does not belong to me

About Me

My photo
I live in a quaint, little town, plagued with the specter of speculation and commerce. I am trailer trash,with wishes for good dishes. I shoulda died long ago, but like a rescue dog, didn't. I am indescribably scattered. I speak three languages. I walk a tenuously, true path. I am lucky. For myself, for others. God, it is said, protects orphans, widows and the innocent.