Poem by Jake St. John
The Distance For Joe Gouveia When you’re born they turn you loose into the ring no experience just a punchers chance and a good chin swinging and jabbing and always [...]
Jagged Thoughts #26: In Saudades
I am no good at funerals. I would have been no good at Joes. I am going to miss Joe. I am going to miss Joe’s words. His powerful presence [...]