1 min readJan 4, 2019
A poet’s words can
lift the moon, make the stars burst,
summon tears and cheers.
Happy, happy, happy, newest new year.
A poet’s words can
lift the moon, make the stars burst,
summon tears and cheers.
Happy, happy, happy, newest new year.
A few good stories, a thousand different versions. My dreams are written in form. Author of Mother Scorpion. http://rbbaxter.com