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)
Tuesday, December 28, 2021
mmmcdlxvi
icarus dickers with pot
i once flew a kite to get high and i didn’t even know why the wind it would blow i’d watch that kite go like a phoenix right up through the sky
