Brat Cat by Katie Leep Soft, quiet purr Warm, fluffy fur Calm, still cat Cuddling on my lap Stalking[…]
Breathe In Breathe Out
Copyright 2023 James C Horner Electrical storms light up my brain. I raise high my arms, like lightning rods.[…]
My Team
by James Horner copyright 2022 Iditarod. * Twenty-five below. I stand on my sled knees like jelly. For the[…]
Storm and Destress
Clouds lower, radios crackle. I repulse election-denying monkeys. Clouds scissor open and close and obfuscate. I punch the[…]
Ode To Rusty and Coco
1 The brown-haired girl stood on stone steps; Rusty knocked her down. My collie broke her leg, it seems.[…]
They Should Have Realized
He should have realized that browning leaves, like love, twirl and fall with no remorse. He strums on an autumn[…]
Ode to Gelato
You don’t choose the gelato— the gelato chooses you– its vibe stirred in by the maker. Ciccolato Fondante Extra[…]
I Write for Life
Where’s that smell of ozone coming from? lightning? Creating new life in Frankenstein’s lab. “Now I know what it[…]