Sam Rasnake, a sardonic twist of fate, is a pathetic excuse for a poet who once dreamed he was a human who dreamed he was a teacher who thought he could play guitar. Along the way - a soul-mate, two children - one collection, Necessary Motions; three chapbooks, Religions of the Blood, Lessons in Morphology, and Inside a Broken Clock. He even thinks he edits a magazine - Blue Fifth Review.
3 comments:
Gorgeous, I love the flowery armbands! (not sure what you call em over there)
She's GORGEOUS! What a sweetie-pie!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, baby girl! ;)
She's special. Thanks for the visit, Suzi and Lisa.
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