http://slow.writerscafe.org/GlaxoCrux The original writings of author GlaxoCrux en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011584 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A love poem, sorta, to all my friends and family, living and dead... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GlaxoCrux/332215/ Oringally written as a letter addressed in general to my friends in NY as I boarded a plane back to NC last year--with a half self-induced ominous feeling that the plane would never make it there. Trimmed into this poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GlaxoCrux/316542/ It is what it is. What it is, what it was, what it will be. What I am is what I am, you what'chya are or what? It's it, what is it? Is you is or is you ain't my baby? Ism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GlaxoCrux/306678/