Come Looking and Other Poems by my good friend River is out. River is one of two of my favorite contemporary poets. He paints in stark colors that whisper to things we have all felt but couldn’t verbalize. I find he often writes a line that makes me ache and hate him because I didn’t write it. That’s when you know he has you.
The holidays are here and River is awesome, so together there is magic. And he supports seemingly half of WP with his likes and occasional comments, so the least we can do is support him back
Thank you for supporting indie writers, and of course, for reading my words. Hugs and sloppy wet kisses from the fool