Many thanks to the New Verse News who published my poem “Museum of Cutting Edge Technology.” Read it at https://newversenews.blogspot.com/2025/01/museum-of-cutting-edge-technology.html.
Riding a bicycle in a war zone The photo only shows a muddied hand extended from jacket’s blue sleeve palm up in the rubble strewn street fingers curled, nails polished bright red. It was enough. Seeing the image, her… Continue Reading →
I will not dine on my own bones Do not wound me because you wound yourself with delusions and paranoia, building straw multiverses that orbit an oversized ego where you are the only permitted victim, where those who reveal your… Continue Reading →
American Crossroads For nothing now can ever come to any good, now that justice is dead, swept from the stage of this farce we call America, where manhood is white and carries a gun fired in rage, where guilt is… Continue Reading →
Alternative Facts: Escher meets Kafka Hooded walkers circle the courtyard stairwell intent on mysterious missions, ascending, descending, never arriving. Hoods up. Get in Line. Eyes straight ahead. Ascending patriots on the left, Descending on the right. Others watch amazed, amused…. Continue Reading →
River or Rock? (in memory of Orlando: June 12, 2016) The ghost of childhood winters chills the summer heat, skipping across the field behind Bingham Elementary, stopping on mounds of plow driven snow where laughing twelve year olds once gathered…. Continue Reading →
The Scream (in memory of Orlando: June 12, 2016) One evening I was walking along a path, the city was on one side and the fjord below. I felt tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjord—the… Continue Reading →
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