sonnet twenty-one

People seem to pine for fabric roses. Timeless petals that will never scatter. Cold lifeless wire bent into dead poses. If they are beautiful does it matter? Replicas akin to reality Giving sensations of satisfaction. Complacent with this abnormality Everyone buys...

whisky. neat.

I didn’t see her come in but when I turned around there she was sitting at my bar. The woman slouched, propping herself up against the counter with what looked to be all of her strength. I was going to ask for ID but before I got a word out she muttered perfectly,...

firefly

How do you capture that excitement as the wind picks up and you know a storm is rolling in? Endless anticipation in infinite electricity. Fringes rising on static. Senses heightened by feelings. I want to live as the lightning bugs...

a question 1/17/20

The older man told me “Stop asking such pointless questions and ask what you really mean. In Zen Buddhism we mediate until we reach the centers of ourselves, the very bottom, at which point we realize we are a part of everything. So for the next question you ask, ask...