Needed a poem for the day. At least one. Been writing more lately, certain events and interactions prompting […]
Songs
Period sentence End – my grave. The police car. They claim. That’s it. Call.
“I’ll do the countdown, one hour and ten minutes till we leave to get my new bat.” Jack […]
Do I like them. Yes, I guess. Hate this chair. Lower back hurts. Wish I had one of […]
am I talking about wine so much, and the apparent philosophy and mythology to grapes fermented? This is […]
Sit next to me, the smaller square table, she already having her coffee— so glad I didn’t order […]
He waited for his son to wake, with coffee. He couldn’t sip yet. Still with such smolder.. light […]
Clocking in late, 9:51.. rough morning with little Kerouac and his unwillingness to go to school, get ready, […]
Any thought secondary has to be buried, rarely second guess self but I do when it comes to […]