Monthly Archive: November, 2011


In velvet red he sat in front again – Crisscrossing crescent lines of malcontent. No eyes to monitor the clicks of keys; Of misspelled lies – castles and whorehouses And dungeons, parasols and… Continue reading

Eagle Flight

An eagle flies up through the sky Eggs strewing down like pure war bombs   One plops to a viper – a hearty meal For a struggling serpent   One falls on Chris’… Continue reading


Today we commemorate festival tents with no parking stolen smoking intermissions chicken and spaghetti and strawberry oreos a full house divided dancing balloons in varying pastels wheelchairs rolling in and out and in… Continue reading