Dearest Perfect Mango
Dearest perfect mango on the highest branch, though I cannot reach you, my poet’s soul is fed by your ripened...
Dearest perfect mango on the highest branch, though I cannot reach you, my poet’s soul is fed by your ripened...
In the grotto at Tonaltonko1, waist deep in her thermal waters, I leaned against her form on the wall of...
About 350 miles east and slightly north from where I live in Ajijic Mexico is a box canyon that has...