Petey thinks seeds have stories and the Mexican June corn that a young farmer is growing will have some stories to tell. Let’s listen.
I have had the Gila topminnow going around in my brain for months and this poem may be a work in progress, but I...
Petey jabbers about monkey flowers and sandhill cranes and declares that spring has sprung in the desert grassland.
Petey leaves work for the hills after deciding that being there now would be better than being here now.
