We Already Went There
Spoken Word The emperor’s new clothes Slides from fingertips past lives Freely returned to their Place in the stars No need for stress We are what Flowers are for bees Breeze to mountains ¿Y...
Tagged: Love
On Writing
Spoken Word I couldn’t get you off my mind today so instead I just Unleashed my strain of consciousness upon this Webpage which is hardly the same grand gesture as a Hand-written note...
A Collection of Short Poems II
Collection of Poems Soul Love A boy and girl talk of love, the windows of their souls glittering, forgetting the black backdrop of their dark mental temples setting contrast for the sparkles escaping their eyes. New love, old...
Wild Dreaming
Poem Looks like you spend Your free time Shopping through The windows of my eyes Your dreams! Your dreams! Looking like my sights Keep dreaming Oh, keep in that space Laying in my...
Failed Breakup
Spoken Word Don’t be a child about it Seriously Where can you get this In this form In this way In that manner Very well Is my answer and The way you do...
Reunion of Death – Part Ten
Serial Fiction continued from part nine Grinning from ear to ear, Seth said, “Hi handsome,” and leaned in for a kiss. There in that little restaurant waiting for him patiently was Philip....
The Golden Trapeze
Poem Movement humming Cicadas in the trees Peace swinging in the willows Velvet rays beam A golden trapeze Singing across meadows Reflections bending Illusory shadows Hoping for more to see Waiting for novelty Expecting...
Death of a Karaganda January
Poem The world swims into focus And I pick the burden back up, Smile and wave. Through my special glasses, some days, Is the only way I can bear it. Drudgery has eaten...
Not for Sale
Short Fiction So many people are trying to profit from his death. It makes me feel sick. I’m allowed two hours of Internet a day and I have to confess that I do...
Soraya’s Annual
Haibun I receive a call from AnaMaria. A family awaits me outside 282. I head to the office suite to meet them. Only they aren’t the family I’m expecting. I swallow, open the door...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Four – The Brewer 6
Serial Fiction After her multiple obtrusive phone calls went unanswered for several days, She was filled with ecstatic tonic combination of love and hate. She radiated it so extrovertly that people would step...
