The politician had a fly That was circling ’round his head. “That fly is really bothersome, It makes it hard to speak,” he said. “My daddy calls them ‘circle flies,’” Said a young lad who sat close by. “They always circle ’round someone They think is gonna tell a lie.” “Are you calling me a […]
Entries from November 2008 ↓
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Circle Fly
November 30th, 2008 — A Writer's Life
Wrong Number
November 20th, 2008 — Poems for Grownups
Just now when I called home My six-year-old picked up the phone. I asked if I could speak to Mom; She said, “No, I’m here all alone.” “Where is your Mother?” I asked her. “She’s gone upstairs with Mr. Brown. I’m supposed to watch TV And stay right here ‘til they come down.” “She told […]

