Grimbeau

Scroodles

Anchovy Sundown

 

ape5

Ponder Lost

orange months,

Gone like

quicksilver fish,

Their trails,

now fading,

once were fragrant,

salt

& purple

 

 

 

Street Wall Crush

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Why this photo?

1806, Boney

Napoleon

Jenaphobia

 

All possible

Have the cars

Stopped gobbling

Les Parisiennes

 

Not until three

Nothing starts then

Afternoons

Or mornings

 

 

 

 

Cuss Nightmare

kafka-for-president

 

Tory Story:

Press on

To Iniquity

and

Beyond…

Heads buried

in sand

Bland on Bland

Hand in hand

Ingerland