Articles by Joan McNerney

Poem

"...an adventure to roam through states and cities..."

"...snapping apart careening us against the long cold night..."

"...Headlight eyes scoping each corner searching prey..."

"...a dream of grey imprisoned within grey stone..."

"...Let slumber come covering me..."

"...Trouble knows where you live..."

"...some clown who carries thick wads of cash..."

"...Luck has a toxic twin called Misfortune..."

"...so callous to laugh at the suffering of the sick..."

"...How difficult to find that dream street which I must discover..."

"...this crapshoot of life crushed my dreams..."

"...how could we ever believe that delusion..."

"...It follows me, this long shadow..."

"...slogs and limps of this withered day..."