[tabby title="Poem"] I've been counting the days,like a prisoner in a cellscratching hash marks on the wall. I've been wondering what's out there,imagining all sorts of things,and my mind has run away. My mind left mebefore I even had a...

[tabby title="Poem"] You have nothing to blame but circumstancefor taking this path into the woodsand over a twilight bridge that spansthe abyss between the flesh and the blood. And what did you see when you lingered there,not knowing how things...

[tabby title="Poem"] “The dove of love fell off the perch.” John Prine I surrender—hold your fire,I come in peace! The bullets drop in the thin air,the storm clouds dissipate,and the sun! the sun! beams the glory of the day. Victory...

[tabby title="Poem"] In the bowels of the earththe only light I seeis the vision that shinesin the dark heart of me. Dark, but not blind---for I crawl to it nowlike a goldminer trappedwhen the shaft crashes down. These bowels will...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I was the god of the wind.I puffed my cheeks and blew.But the pebble was steady,it didn't waft away like dandelion spores.It lay there in my hand,it did not come to life like Adam,it was sterile and...