I don’t know who “Jonno” is. Maybe I missed it. Maybe it’s no one, maybe everyone. But poet Audre Lorde wrote him, wrote her a beautiful poem.
From Lorde’s collected works.
I don’t know who “Jonno” is. Maybe I missed it. Maybe it’s no one, maybe everyone. But poet Audre Lorde wrote him, wrote her a beautiful poem.
From Lorde’s collected works.
THERE’S FOG There’s fog. Then, there’s people landing planes at all hours.
Last week I wrote about a three-way interview published by “The Review Review” about the future