Reading a book alone in the Redwood Forrest On the observational scale, I do sit here in the redwoods in lotus pose, with a copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance on a stack of logs next to me. What is the catch? Is that but the paranoid disillusionment of the redneck hippiesContinue reading “Reading A Book Alone In The Redwood Forrest, a poem”
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Chapter 9 Don’t Dance With Molly Jack was in an awkward spot. He spent the next day trying to find this girl and her sorority. He walked every path and every walkway of every street and of every-which way by, to , and through the school. He saw her nowhere. He found the closestContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 9.”