Frank Stanford sitting on a cumulonimbus near the gate that bypasses Purgatory
By Richard H. Fox
— It wasn’t a dream it was a flood — Frank Stanford, poet (1948-1978)
I need a wingman to watch my back
Frank Stanford sitting on a cumulonimbus near the gate that bypasses Purgatory
By Richard H. Fox
— It wasn’t a dream it was a flood — Frank Stanford, poet (1948-1978)
I need a wingman to watch my back
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Battlefield
for Frank Stanford
By Dalton Day
1.
On the night you left
we had a dream about wolves again
They bit into the tires of cars
drug flowers through the streets
while we watched … Continue reading→