Past Elegance
Posse, this story begins with a long-ago trip to NYC (I cannot now remember why I was there – but I was always there, so (shrug). I lucked into a suite at The Ritz on Central Park, it was a… Continue Reading
dusting powder
Estate’
Estate’. And when you sleep beneath a snowy cover I’ll keep you in my heart, just like a lover And wait until you come again to me, Estate’ Summer. I don’t think about it in Summer. Maybe I just live… Continue Reading