From Thanksgiving week til the week before Christmas, I made my home in a brand new town.
Phil and Amy. I hadn't known them long at all before they'd seen my naked bits.
That didn't seem to put them off of me though, as a little over a
The stars traced long arcs
The coyotes howled in the dark
And the spirits came out to play.
Between great granite stones
Haunted by the wind's quiet moans
Went we, somewhere ne'er touched