I used to love hugs. It was how I said hello and goodbyein Hawaii.It was an island greeting, a mark … Continue reading What About Hugs?
The photo depicts The past A time when words flowed Like a river into endless streams Across great chasms Mind-bending … Continue reading Noir
I had done an excellent job of prepping. Drained not one but two liters of lemon Golightly. The surgeon’s camera winked … Continue reading Juan and Me
Vying for my attention another poet cries, “Try not to look at me.” as she models her black bribe. To … Continue reading At A Recent Poetry Reading, Where I Attempt The Vulcan Mind Meld With The Dead Poet, Czeslaw Milosz
My poem Fine Wine is published in the December issue of Chronogram. This poetry form is a Double Etheree. A … Continue reading Poem: Fine Wine
climbs the Stairway to Heaven taking in the view finding plenty time fo breathe, cuz! … Hawaiian time leaves Honolulu … Continue reading Hawaiian Time