Practicing Fade-Aways
—after Larry Levis On a deserted playground in late day sun, My palms dusted black, dribbling A worn, leather ball behind my back, this loneliness Echoes from the handball courts nearby. Nearly all the […]
—after Larry Levis On a deserted playground in late day sun, My palms dusted black, dribbling A worn, leather ball behind my back, this loneliness Echoes from the handball courts nearby. Nearly all the […]