Singing, sliding glass Letting morning, frozen clef, Measures. Onto clock. Motor, descend. End with another espresso– Hope new […]

7:26am.  Wanted a thousand words before 8, but I’ll take anything.  First element, observation needing response: this morning […]

Today, quite direct in its offering.  Wine’s role, in my Life, one always Literary, needs to die.  If […]