Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times
3. Chicken wings.
A delight often sought-
Regularly eaten, regularly bought.
1 week, 2 days
When I was young I lived in a neighborhood that had large woods outlining one side of it. Now on this one side we had in one spot stairs, these stairs led down into the dark trenches of the forest. 627 more words
2 weeks, 5 days
Death and the refusal to be eaten
Without the luxury of some ideal pure and righteous
In a land, where all – apparently eat, and are eaten… 22 more words
3 weeks, 1 day
The Mr. Fratto Books
Of course, a book about me being a pilot only deals with piloting for a brief moment.
Now, I manage to survive the helicopter accident pretty well. 12 more words