
The Dogs Cry – A Poem
“Before Corona, she’d howl boldly, like her ancestral wolf; now she whimpers with half-hearted grief…”
“Before Corona, she’d howl boldly, like her ancestral wolf; now she whimpers with half-hearted grief…”
Among the many gifted singer-songwriters out there, only a handfull become whispered legends in their own lifetime.
The announced closing of the last Tad’s Steak House in Manhattan slams shut the door for good on my New York childhood.
I can’t sleep, thinking of him. He was always so vulnerable. His final decade was, finally, happy.