An American Saga Set in Kyiv
Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin! It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin! Broken into three, for your greater delectation 1. The Belfast man has a Leprechaun Skies Dublin-Kyiv…
“How can I help you, Mr. Boner?” “I can’t find my award.” “Have you misplaced it… or was it lost, possibly stolen?” “I don’t know.” “You don’t know where it…
The auditorium has emptied, the overhead lights burn dim, a microphone hangs limp from the podium. The twenty-odd collapsible wooden chairs stand in disarray, their ranks broken during the retreat…