From the mind, soul, and pen of Joseph Ernest Christ.

1. Lisa…how could I even begin to try? To say I could describe you is a bold-face lie. In this Autumn space-time that passes us by…...

She’s tall like the mountain range the bear the same name. From Nebraska but it could be California just the same. I guess it doesn’t...

I call her a turtle when she retreats into her hardened shell. Her disappearance… somber and distant…a funeral bell. Wisconsin white...