Mouse of the Time
Time, it seems, is a mousemuch like the one who hasmade his home our office.He can’t be seenjust the results …
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Changes
Fifty days so far Earth showed it is done with us The summer we burned. (In case you’re wondering, Grammarly …
Morning
It’s another morningand I wrack my brainand my heart and soulto ponder what I am feeling this morningas the poet …
The David Bowie Playlist, Part I
The quiet house livens up the beauty of streaming music —we are no longer dependent on the musical tastes of …
Rain
It rained yesterdaya bronco ride of a stormbut with no cool reliefit taunted us with what could beif it had …
That is the Question
To poem, or not to poem?Whether it is nobler in mind to sufferthe slams and comments of outrageous Twitteror take …
The Blank Page
There is nothing like a blank pageto suck all the words out of my headand send them, where?Things I was …
Coffee Isn’t Coffee Anymore
My new officeDoesn’t have a coffee potbut a KeurigCan there be community without a common coffee pot? I remember growing …
Where are my keys?
It’s a familiar panicthe fleeting feeling when I reach in my bagand my keys aren’t there.Wait, they are there on …
The Sandbox
So much sandit sticks to my legs, my toesmy arms and fingerswiping off is pointlessthere will beso much sandit’s a …
The Story Factory 