Where to Begin

Two concrete rectangles, steel and wood Call one bed, the other, living room A door in and out, a middle glass partition White walls breathe and bend Black and white floors tiles flex to feet, Large windows let in light A turquoise chair is married to a red desk A white telephone has divorced a […]

WHY?

What’s left — a soul exploded on stage hoping to save the sun For shit days, getting old in the face of lies, greed, war As love, a need to give, lift us up, deepens the sore The ulcer of the heart— (Get out before you’re used up, get out before you plan Or perhaps […]