I think, therefore the world beats within me and you, my life is yours – and yours mine if you…
The Field
how silly
how silly i take my own life and rub it ‘gainst the washboard killing germs for another day, how silly…
spilled wine
wait until the sun goes down let’s hope the summer humidity passes away in the dark starved of light a…
Dear Stadium
Near the edge of a lost city the cathedral wails to a sky of birds tip-toeing ’round the iron spire…
Trump’s Thanksgiving
Approximating Love
Mitchell stared at his iPhone, dumbfounded. He double-clicked the home button and swiped the screen to exit from Outlook, as…
The Fox
nothing is left
