(Poem #61 on new numbering scheme)
North of the Ten Freeway at Rosemead, a place redolent of regrets, honeysuckle and asphalt, I received some treatments which electrified the aches and pains which haunted my lost mind.
– a nonnet
(Poem #61 on new numbering scheme)
North of the Ten Freeway at Rosemead, a place redolent of regrets, honeysuckle and asphalt, I received some treatments which electrified the aches and pains which haunted my lost mind.
– a nonnet