Denise Mostacci Sklar

I feel his, Oh Boy baby innocence ( IN- no- sense world) pure blue-eyes warm pouring sadness in cold winter hiding—boy jumps snow bank Abandoned, Joy-self destroying…4-ever jumping The frozen flake, iron Triumph caught in flash of billboard sky avec tout le monde–fiery moment HOT alone in simple AHH!-mazement of scribbled truth —– Denise Mostacci […]