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Island Arrhythmia
Call her Haiti -- this pulse skipping joy, slave beat, girl glaring in the landscape's gut at the sea wind unwinding its white bandanna. ...Read More
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Song For The Misbegotten Peom
A personified view) beautiful, emaciated, unfinished,cruelly aba...Read More
View ArticleThe Winter Has Been Kind
Note -- This poem is really like a companiion piece to my other poem dealing with cancer, the one titled, "Next Day Delivery". Though this poem talks about cancer of the lung, it is still related to...
View ArticleAspects of The Singer Child
( A wayside village in Normandy, 1914)The stray purr of her songwanders between the circus wagons.She singsbecause she will not cry.Tears inflame the eyes with saltand there is alread...Read More
View ArticleNext Day Delivery
Cancer returns, a breast cut off,freezing rain predicted and more..From the headlines of her lifeA woman unlocks the doorRead More
View Articleweak bravery
i've come up for air a couple of time in this lifewith a willful courage,a sureness that i wear uncomfortablyand i speak, i ask,i seek out your body with mine.i reach for your soul to embrace.i am...
View ArticleExpletive Deleted
Hello everyone! Long time no talk! Just dropping in to show you all my newest book - Expletive Deleted. It is 84 pages and perfect bound. It is selling for $13.00 in the US and $18.00 anywhere out...
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Oblivion Stripping
Inside your whirlwind in a morning sunlit room, my raptness tunes outstreet babble. Your hands on me, agile, searching, shame the warm jets of an afternoon shower. Read More
View ArticleI'm just saying
Man I’m just saying, minds degenerating, civic parlay solves nothingso who are they playing. We kill one and other over trivial matters,kept blissful, made docile, like we were mere cattle. Fattened...
View ArticleA letter from your pothead son
I have had one sanctuary to protect me from the wild, she is a lone wolf, majestic her style. She said walk like a god, so my goddess will find me, my shining north star,when I am lost out at sea. You...
View Articlelife is....
Life is about living, dreaming and such, but your subject to options,so shit will get tough.Life’s about not falling into those hard places inside you, created by the hard places around you, it’s an I...
View ArticleThe Half of the Have Knots
The Half of the Have Knotsthe sole loo shunned wry with, end buggered width sins off, due tea,a fancyschmancy Nancy on amiss shunsawl but her hammer en fin de pop sicle dagwood olday...Read More
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