Poetry
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Poetrythe ringmaster never takes off his hat
too busy directing the marches he'll watch you fall smile as the nets fail the audience gasp and all that's left when the clowns…
Art, Poetry.settings.
you mean it was the settings that were wrong yes. so, it was all your imagination? yes.
PoetryLeda was a dancer.
i think it was 1969 and we were sitting on the floor in the front room of her house, playing records on the stereo.…
Poetryyou aren’t meant for regular people
if you're reading this, you've already felt it: a tingle an itch, an ache you exist in a kind of hollow agony orbit: the…
PoetryEvery night it’s Gotham
When the city's in trouble beware the brooding hero whose beacon burns inside his chest to throw designs on nightly skies to dazzle unprotected…
PoetryKnown by Many Names
Gaia speaks as Mother Earth, whispers softly to her child Child answers Isis, goddess of trees and forests wild Pachamama swaddles babe and holds…
PoetryAnomaly
I drive the same route daily, flip through the same stations, but today all my radio presets were phonemes and static. I ruled out…
PoetryAddiction
I'm addicted to the abandoned rail trestle over Grindstone Creek it's far enough away to be romantic and it's in the woods I go…
PoetryCarry Me
After this pestilence is over if we are free again and I am still young enough We will go back to my birth mountains…
PoetrySleepless Again and Again
I think I’m tired when I retire, I know I fall asleep. Something’s wrong, I don’t know what. I sit up wide-eyed wondering. I…