By Joseph T. Moran, J.D. In Vino Veritas I know the saying, “In wine, there is truth.” But I’ve only Scotch. So, I guess, it’ll be the truth ... and then some. Under the Weeping Sky Drenched, shivering, alone; but still I can’t leave. I rub my fingers together . . . they feel nothing. … Continue reading In Vino Veritas and Other Poems
