In two days, Peter and I are leaving for Los Angeles.I haven't been there in many years. Peter's been once, in the middle of what seemed like a monsoon. There was a time when I wrote poems about my grandmother how she left Bacau, Roumania, lived in Grand Forks, North Dakota
We Are Going to LA, or My Grandmother
We Are Going to LA, or My Grandmother
We Are Going to LA, or My Grandmother
In two days, Peter and I are leaving for Los Angeles.I haven't been there in many years. Peter's been once, in the middle of what seemed like a monsoon. There was a time when I wrote poems about my grandmother how she left Bacau, Roumania, lived in Grand Forks, North Dakota