Life

Little Red Riding Hood: My Sympathies

Only to have my faith and peace trashed
And crumpled up
And thrown back on to the path.

Stung

A random muscly guy turned, Lit a little by the beer and ┬ádisco lights, Asked me, What happened to your face? Teen boys in stained white suits Laughed Hard faced girls Giggled into cupped hands.   Not the first time… Read More ›

Last Flight

A young man Came out of the restrooms Today at an airport And as all kinds of people were Collecting their baggage He pointed a handgun At their heads And one by one he killed them And as blood spilled… Read More ›