Breathe. Sitting at the table, the worlds problems being solved, he rolls the silvery blade between his fingers. An accomplished knife thrower. One false move, or true move starts, or ends it all. Twinkling pink snowflakes dance. The table. The bloodline legacy. Ten years of grandfather’s pennies. Time spent wondering, past the mirror to his
Dispatches From a Comfortable Prison… where social phobias are cultivated from a pit of despair. Behavior modification to the tune of Job – like lamentations. My creations come from dreams because the world is desert oasis illusion trying to morph me. You must know that where I go to relieve pain, and loneliness is you.
The gestation and lifespan of Love has proven to be equal to that of a child. If not aborted, – not nurtured As is sometimes the case. The result is the same. Death. Nine month or less Love. Some might prefer abandonment in a hospital at conception, – at birth. Too overwhelming. A child or
“The Mystic and The Pig Thief is, in part, an elegy. It is also a book about the pain of being imperfectly assimilated, a book about being torn between the culture you come from and the society you’re obliged to live in; a book about being pulled both ways while belonging to neither camp…” (Poetry Collection
I don’t hear
only what I want.
I only hear
the other voices.
The Mystic And The Pig Thief I am proud to present the initial pre -release video trailer for my dear friend Fran Lock’s pending SALT Publishing Poetry Collection Release , ” The Mystic And The Pig Thief” This collection is due to be released this Summer 2014. Fasten your seatbelts, save your pennies and make
“A broadside is literally a sheet of paper with a printed message on the front side. In olden days a “broadside” meant a barrage of cannonfire launched by one ship against another. A broadside could also be a political statement or opinion on a sheet printed to be nailed up in the village square or distributed among
Unexplained …The man’s breathing had grown labored. That was to be expected, and so it was. The man of five foot six had grown larger than life – accomplished in what he set out to do. Just like a real man is supposed to. The man had grown – had labored into that accomplishment as