Poetry Find: Chris Gilpin

So after the Olympics ceremony, and perhaps one too many wines, I came home, slept an hour or so and then woke up in back pain. What's a gal to do? Look up all literary freebies on the web. And by geez, the folks over at Geist have published a keeper. It's a poem called Dear Sasquatch by Chris Gipin. I thought you might like to head over and read it for yourselves.