Back to Greenwich Village fire and ice by robert frost poem by steven james humphreys
Humor, Nostalgia

Back to Greenwich Village

walk down the root cracked sidewalks and howl at the moon your naked lunch is being served cold on the potholed road to San Francisco pull out your pocket full of poems under the city lights and shout you must sell all your stuff to live in your California have you seen their supermarkets and… Continue reading Back to Greenwich Village

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