chapter 10

by jhon baker

the year begins and ends in winter.

a bee lands on my middle finger, left hand,

I am allergic to bees

and winter is steadily approaching.


2 Comments to “chapter 10”

  1. What 26 words? An entire tale told…and winter/death waits for no one..

  2. Hey Jhon, your book arrived in the mail on Wednesday. It's chock full of nice and tasty treats, so I'm going to read it a bit at a time.
    I really like it and it's well worth the price of admission…

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