Poetry | Boston
© 2010-2020 by Vernon Miles Kerr, VernonMilesKerr.com BOSTON For the Californian, San Francisco comes to mind . But not so hilly, Walkable. But bricks, bricks, red bricks. Omnipresent. We’d have ‘em too except for ours Being shattered and culled in epic quakes. And so many Irish Pubs And other old stuff. “Benjamin Franklin was… Read More Poetry | Boston