[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The value of lifecan not be appraisedat the moment of conceptionWhen faith and politics challengeeach other to a duel The value of lifeis most often reckonedwith honor and respectprayingat the foot of a hospital bed The value...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The boy on the bikelooked back as he rodecrunching fall leaves underneathspinning wheels. He wobbled onceand I shoutedLook forward!but he didn’t hear mebecause my face was turnedinto my windowas I drove forwardwhile looking back. I ran over...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Dairy, soy, oat, cashew, almond, macadamia, rice, quinoa, coconut, hemp.The half-filled cartons were all splayed out at the edge of the cafe counterlike forlorn empties, fallen soldiers amid the detritus of an evening of drunken revelry. The...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] “Abolition represented capital.”W.E.B. Du Bois explains in BLACK RECONSTRUCTION, 1937, pg. 25Why white Labor in the 1800s opposed the end of Slavery.Or, remained silent. Labor saw it as against its own interests.The companies, capital would benefit from...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] You can’t hold onto light, or love, becausedesire makes us weak. Dostoevsky’sgambler had a system for success: you don’t careabout wins or losses. you simply play, and win.You care and you lose. Nevertheless, you returnto past loves,...