Two Poems by Patricia Spears Jones
Dinner with the ghost of Lorenzo Thomas He was wearing a dapper suit and midnight blue brocaded tie–no stripes on him. There was a sparkle in his brown eyes/his ghost was most corporeal You’re still curious about the world, I asked. “Oh yes”, said he spying an Obama 2012 poster. “Brotherman needs to keep smoking!”, he opined The hole in … Continue reading Two Poems by Patricia Spears Jones