Gin (Philip Levine Poems)
The first time I drank gin I thought it must be hair tonic. My brother swiped the bottle from a ...
The first time I drank gin I thought it must be hair tonic. My brother swiped the bottle from a ...
People sit numbly at the counter waiting for breakfast or service. Today it's Hartford, Connecticut more than twenty-five years after ...
All the way on the road to Gary he could see where the sky shone just out of reach and ...
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...
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