A Prayer for the Old, Mendicant Wretch

She’s sat here for a hundred years, here, at this bar. Before it was even built, before the old jukebox was even installed, she was here winking at Johns, and Jims, and asking their story. Asking them to buy her a round. Since before time began, she’s been here. Many men have known her love,Continue reading “A Prayer for the Old, Mendicant Wretch”

A Man’s Respect and Admiration

I admire the muscles of your arms and the flatness of your stomach I respect the softness and length of your neck and your legs I have nothing but respect and admiration for you and your eyes the bridge of your nose, and cheek-bones your lips and the metal stud you sport with such classContinue reading “A Man’s Respect and Admiration”