A Skillet of Suns and Oceans
"and there I was,/wearing a two-hundred-dollar wool coat/in my own kitchen.../homesick and hungry"
Appalachian Sunday
"There’s no name/for the things/we do to survive."
"and there I was,/wearing a two-hundred-dollar wool coat/in my own kitchen.../homesick and hungry"
"There’s no name/for the things/we do to survive."