His Own Assembly
Haibun Poem Frankie squats on the living room hardwood floor. He grabs a blue, semicircular plastic connector. Then he stares at the directions, makes adjustments and adds a short yellow rod. The “Demon...
Category: Poetry
You Were Born Of… – Part Six
Short Story Why all the intrigue? What was all the dying for? What was it all about? Where were all of my people? Why did the Spoilers pick the hitribe and not others? Why...
Sunday Memories
Poem With tears in your eyes you told us stories about friendship, war, life and family. So we don’t forget, so you don’t forget your life that was already fading away. You came...
Treehouses
Poem About Nature Huckleberries Bountiful and almost ripe Cold lake shimmering turquoise Cooling the hot dust and bark Ripple in the water Imperceptible below the mountain Thousands of years tall Rows of trees...
Personal Paschal Mystery
Haibun Poem You took your last breath. You, the Life, died. Where you could never be, you went. Death, through yours, becomes the door to life. My cousin, who could sit still no...
You Were Born Of… – Part Five
Free Verse Story When I died, I mean when they killed me, there were no bright tunnel lights, no singing angels sitting on fluffy clouds strumping harps, no rough necked thugs, no heaven and...
Along the Bones
Free Verse Poetry See them as they race through the sinews and along the bones Interwoven with their preordained infrastructures ill-afforded them by freedoms Products of existing where they were born and expanded...
