Steve Klepetar
A Meeting, Part II
He had been gone so long
into that silent world
that his face was gray,
his hands wrinkled and cold.
Steve Klepetar is enjoying October in the Berkshires, hanging with ghosts.
He had been gone so long
into that silent world
that his face was gray,
his hands wrinkled and cold.
Steve Klepetar is enjoying October in the Berkshires, hanging with ghosts.