sips capuchino
titters in elegant french
a fresno starbucks
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sips capuchino
titters in elegant french
a fresno starbucks
Enjoying Life In New Ways
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
the literary asylum
Wherever I lay my pen, that's my home
my humanity in written form
Guitarist / Songwriter
Poetry, Fiction & Photography
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Tales from the mouth of a wolf
a collection of words about my average, bog-standard life accompanied by some sub-par illustrations that depict selected moments in said life
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Cat Nap Revue 
The poet as voyeur? Something about Fresno. Spent a week one afternoon there late 80s but have yet to entertain a Starbucks. Our(Sanford, Florida) three better downtown and lakefront coffeeshops offer honest mugs of Americano by-way-of three continents (if you count Anatolia as Asia) and some fine bird-watching. One day not-ever-soon I expect to sip capuccino, and maybe even in a Starbucks but why? When I can have a mud-ringed espresso to go with a dollop of ouzo to chase!