The Norseman I write love poems for one man, He has the blood of the Norse running through his veins. But today, no
Pulse – lying still in bed I am breathing rise and fall – listening to a pulse beating in the dark rapid with pain rhythmic
Different – she became a different person – she looked the same but wasn’t she loved the same but was not – her own body
Kory was 37 years old when he died from a very aggressive form of cancer at the Brooke Army Medical Center, in San Antonio Texas.