40 Little Feets by John C. Kojak
Night fell upon Newtown on a chilly morning in December, A day that everyone there will always remember. Principals, teachers, mothers and wives, Young boys and girls with big playground eyes. Two…
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Writing by John C. Kojak published in Dual Coast Magazine. 4 pieces from the archive, free to read.
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Night fell upon Newtown on a chilly morning in December, A day that everyone there will always remember. Principals, teachers, mothers and wives, Young boys and girls with big playground eyes. Two…
La Petite Mort; Ah, Little Death. Oh How I Yearn Your Blissful Heavens High, In Lightnes, Grasping, Gasping, Out of Breath, My Spirit Soaring Upward As I Die. Au Revoir; Expired To…
James Augustine Aloysius Joyce A perfect specimen to be sure In whose works the whole world rejoiced For with clever wit and powerful voice He unveiled our illusions of grandeur Not a…
Here you are again…my love Laying astride my salty shores Giggling, as a thousand Of my tiny tongues lap at you toes Laughing, as my foamy froth caresses your feet Gasping, as…