tootsie roll

secrets protect our friends,
sometimes. and yes,
sometimes secrets themselves
should have no friends
or hearts for shelter.

williamstown to england

only the two of us knew why there was a secret in the bond,
only we two know why i wrote a poem entitled 'my black dandelion',
only he and i know why his art stands side-by-side with my poetry.
for years, four years no one knew.
williamstown to england, my greatest love. from
williamstown to england - a few people know now.