Don't Leave Me Like This
A poetic dialogue between Walt and his business, written on their last night together: February 1, 1992. read the poem
Christmas 1987
A poem about vacation, bad news, survival and pending loss. Based on a true series of events that ended badly for that business and its owner. read the poem
Seed of a Thought
Ah, sweet memory. read the poem
Red Kite
Sometimes holding on is the only way to see what happens next. read the poem
The White Witch
A meditation on fitness; no one ever said it would be easy. read the poem
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