After all these months, I finally have an inspired counterpart to the sonnet, The Burn. After The Burn was published, a dear friend asked for an answer to it— of sorts. So I scratched my noodle, wadded up a ton of paper, drained 47 ink pens, and came up with not only [Read More]
Can’t Find The Words How many poems have you read about rain? Christ, how many have I written about rain? Yet [Read More]
Down In It That’s how life goes… Just when you think Prometheus took that holy fire Handed it to Vulcan to [Read More]
The Resurrection Of Trevor Evans Dusty sunlight sliced into the room, and across the top of the well worn oaken dining [Read More]
“…every one of your so called truths have been met with challenges; confrontations that were met with one of [Read More]
