Category Archives: writing

excess

This thing your mother named as GOD’s MERCY asserts its influence demanding attention throughout the day. All the little children in Burma singing under the tree, the only shade sharable. Do you remember when you too danced to the sight … Continue reading

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What of this life filled with sorrows things spiraling out of control  

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To all the girls

To all the girls who smiled and waved politely asking in the softest voice May I please.. may I please To all the girls who folded their arms shrinking their shells blending in the shadows To all the girls who … Continue reading

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New Poem Out in Tinderbox Poetry Journal

My new poem appears in the new issue of Tinderbox Poetry Journal. Thank you to the wonderful editors at Tinderbox Poetry Journal. You can find my poem and other wonderful writings in the new Fall 2018 issue. New Poem: count-to-ten-and-open-your-eyes

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Memories

I love you more than words running across the road moments I could not have stopped even if I knew how to I love you more than what I, my, me, mine combined to make a whole world of all … Continue reading

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Sophomore Year Begins

sweet air heavy with bees’ farewells moths dropping on the kitchen floor wings crumbled under the curious paws of the cat children who are no longer children filling their suitcases with clothes and linens books in bookbags, trunk full of … Continue reading

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Write. Find a way to keep alive and write. There is nothing else to say. If you are going to be a writer there is nothing I can say to stop you; if you’re not going to be a writer … Continue reading

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whispers

Everyone said to hand out the HELP line number one eight hundred who shall speak the unspeakable who contemplates the wastefulness of what was given By God how could you even let me call the police the fire Men in … Continue reading

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Before you jump tell me what you find. The Killers

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I can’t believe I am merely an old person. – A. R. Ammons

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