How We Are (Lisa Zaran Poems)
Pale scrapings of people with lipstick ringed glasses and cigarettes burning, and laughter trickling up and down their knotty throats. ...
Lisa Zaran Poems on Kiss (2 Poems)
Dreams (Lisa Zaran Poems)
It is later than late, the simmered down darkness of the jukebox hour. The hour of drunkenness and cigarettes. The ...