I imagine you at night in a white adobe house, cool with thick walls, green shingles and shutters, a brick courtyard lit by Japanese lanterns.
Read MoreAuthor: John Wiley
John Wiley started as a ballet dancer and began writing poetry when his knees finally gave up for good. His work has been published in Terror House Magazine, Grand Little Things and Sparks of Calliope among other publications. He lives in a small beach town on the central coast of California and works at the desk in his wife's audiology practice doing office stuff.