Tag Archives: Tim Dyson

Afghan Vet at Scott’s Run Lake

Cool summer morning, one canoe drifting on gentle summer winds Two old-timers setting up canvas chairs lakeside One young lady halfway up the western shore In a folding lawn chair, her blond hair sun-glistened, And at her side, a blond … Continue reading

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Tijuana

The buses run all day From Nimitz Blvd down I-405 To booze, bullfights, blowjobs. Cold Coronas with slivers of lime Under the Asti Spumante umbrellas Stained with weather and wantonness. Cute little girls in low-slung blouses With those familiar multi-colored … Continue reading

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