If you hear him howling around your kitchen door, better not let him in. (folded in two. 39.)

October 25, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

The moon shines in the autumn sky, growin’ cold, the leaves all die. (folded in two. 38.)

October 18, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

Following the footsteps of a rag doll dance we are entranced, spellbound. (folded in two. 37.)

October 11, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

Waiting for an invitation to arrive, goin’ to a party where no one’s still alive. (folded in two. 36.)

October 4, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend