Poetry

American Eclipse

The dawn’s early It’s so early This early light Dusty roads and brown babies Tears Trails of them Still! Damn! Men in boots and suits and white cotton knickers with coffee stained breath Making these […]

Poetry

Useless Items

We’re relieved Yes we’re glad that we failed But we’re relieved that they escaped From the worst of day to day hell Of living with the all consuming darkness Because we’ve been there And stared […]

Poetry

Boomer

“He’s dead” And I felt the worst possible thing one can feel About another person when those words are uttered Nothing That man Who isn’t even called “father” by his daughter But a mere donor […]