Bewildered iris. Rather epithelial. The eyes can’t smell fear. The napowrimo.net prompt for Day 8 of National Poetry Writing Month was to write a poem about a flower. As I always love... Read More

Though my words are smooth I am not a unique elixir, as to be a tequila my words would have to reach ya. Therefore I’m a jimador with a humidor,... Read More

~ after Ogden Nash or Shel Silverstein Trolls Twitter's Bad'souls. Day 8: NaPoWriMo Prompt: Rewriting a famous poem.... ... Read More

Jack and John, they went to court... ...to get, a license, for marriage. But the clerk, did not support... ...only, wanting, to disparage. Despite pleas, they took their keys... ...and left, for a different state. Ending... Read More

Monday morning blues, I did trudge to work... ...the water cooler, buzzing with laughter. Stories being told, some sound so berserk... ...your weekend conquests, your morning after. I still nod my head, you telling... Read More