Pomades Poems - Poems about Pomades

...Inside the water where they float or sway in their rusting roots are horse tackle, buggies, unhinged parts of eighteen wheelers, a girl on a tricycle, her bones still cycling in the drifting m......Read the rest...

...He noticed something rather curious in photos of past generations, That seemed so rife among the male gender of his relations. All his forebears were hirsute deprived, or bald if you will. If this......Read the rest...