over two decades in the making.
a timeshifting autobiographical poetry collage w/photography.
a diaristic, nearly "daily writing" (ad)venture.
new pieces are posted most days..
**new and in progress** --
recordings of each poem are being added.
these are read by the author & posted to each poem's page.
--Del Ray Cross (contact delraycross at gmail)
Thursday, December 27, 2012
mdccxcvii
The next day we were all millionaires.
The doctors say his heart failure was caused by his inability to remember how to do anything.
I feel like there is someone in the kitchen but it’s not even me. There is no one in that room.