Category Archives: J. F. Juzwik

by J. F. Juzwik What is it that drives you on? The doors to dreams have begun to close And the vultures at your heels? They are gaining And growing In number And Cunning Perhaps as their desire for blood … Continue reading →

by J. F. Juzwik I really think I need to come in out of the cold As a little girl I stood Jeans, sneakers and pigtails Looking in all the windows At all the prissy bigger girls Party dresses, pumps … Continue reading →