To Wilt

Ideologues seeded from self-insistent, self-evident data presented as proof Are only such to the self, and to the disciple adherent, kindred, and stemming thereof Beliefs, and fundamentalisms, are tainted by external harmony needed to blossom Referencing purity, thriving on sameness is to tread in a cyclic xenophobia, This will surely wilt our roots.

The Sad Clown

Everyday I paint a smile,Over this frown,Only to have cried it off,By the Sun’s going down, Tying my shoes together,For your sick pleasure,Tripping on over-sized leather,My expense, at your leisure An entire life on the tight-rope,Another squirt of seltzer in the eye,Finally under this big top,You laugh, I fall, I die. Tying my shoes together,ForContinue reading “The Sad Clown”

Feature In Edge Of Humanity Magazine

I’m pleased to announce that the wonderful Edge Of Humanity Magazine featured one of my poems! I wrote the poem (Sister) one night thinking about my sister that passed when I was seven, and she twelve. Go check out Edge Of Humanity here on WordPress, or their website. There’s a link to my feature hereContinue reading “Feature In Edge Of Humanity Magazine”

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