Medusa by Herb Kauderer

Medusa Herb Kauderer Late at night she lies awake dreaming of her beautiful blind lover. She can see his face       through closed eyes & imagines the sweet feel      of his embrace. She pretends the caresses she feels      are not her own…

Love Letters of Old by David Russell

Love Letters of Old David Russell My love was stifled Between the gum and the paper – The sealed envelope was lumpy