Out where the corn grows tall, The deer play hide and seek, And mosquitos swarm like street gangs Ready to … Continue Reading Seasons
I AM NIGHT and dusk is never ending. Probe the dark and prove my worth. Step blind into oblivion, summon … Continue Reading Love Letters, No. 26
Sitting with my skull Propped against An old window A/C unit, I had an epiphany, And here it is: My … Continue Reading Jailhouse Saints
IF YOU FOUND ME ON THE STREET and asked, “What have you done with your life?” my answer might be: “Well, that … Continue Reading Lucky
It’s Christmas in August for this vagabond poet. In case you missed the giddy Tweets, earlier this week I was honored … Continue Reading Drinkers With Writing Problems Published My Poem!
When we go out, I’m a stunt double, Or a bouncer, or a villain, or a thug; But only on … Continue Reading Icebreakers