Wayne Craig Fredericks
@wcraigfredericks.bsky.social
When writing is like fighting wildcats
breathing air, trees, green grass, and mud
When I’m feeding squirrels I believe I know
That’s when my poems are crud.
breathing air, trees, green grass, and mud
When I’m feeding squirrels I believe I know
That’s when my poems are crud.
Same as when one of your favorite songs is played on the radio- it’s like ooh, someone else wants to hear this song right now. No fun in demanding it.
November 23, 2024 at 8:50 PM
Same as when one of your favorite songs is played on the radio- it’s like ooh, someone else wants to hear this song right now. No fun in demanding it.