The drive in and lunchtime On awakening, scrim of snow, April second all kinds of fake news. On April second, the snow, a scrim obscuring, all kinds of fake news pouring from the radio dripping down the screens Turn them … Continue reading →
Now and again I plop my two dollars down rather randomly not looking for biggest payoff I cast my money down for speculative numbers. I’ve yet to win. Yet may last awhile. It has so far. What do I buy? … Continue reading →
Almost here! Tomorrow, a new month. A new page for new words. A year since a year ago. Every day a life, a death a chance to begin again and a sky overhead familiar and changed.
The end of march comes, warily, • sniffing the possibility of trouble, Continue reading →
Today’s National Poetry Day – take a poem to lunch! Continue reading →
If you could only love enough, you could be the most powerful person in the world.
