The Problem with Fridays.
It’s now 1448 and I’ve washed one dog, took one hour nap, carried out the garbage, talked to the neighbor Karen who told me today is Good Friday. I have … Continue reading The Problem with Fridays.
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN
GORDON KUHN
It’s now 1448 and I’ve washed one dog, took one hour nap, carried out the garbage, talked to the neighbor Karen who told me today is Good Friday. I have … Continue reading The Problem with Fridays.