Advice from the Grave

Have mercy on your reader-Was it Kurt Vonnegut who yelled at me 50 years ago?Was I being too cryptic?If I keep my secrets do you just stop looking?What makes us search for meaningwhen something is confusing,or drop it becauseits not worth it?Is it because I’m not worth searchingor is it because I have degree in... Continue Reading →

Poetry

I stopped writing poetry for years Because why bother if no one cares?I write to communicate something Not to have a dusty pamphlet rotting in the basement

A Letter to the Misfits

Dear Lonely One, I see you. Holding yourself together in the corner in back of the Church, frantically rocking your babies in the front row, sitting at home because it hurt too much last time. I see you struggling and doing your best. I see you when they speak cruel words to you and it... Continue Reading →

He Didn’t Have to Die

Ok *deep breath* This post is gonna make you mad. If you believe me, you will be mad about what I’m about to say. If you don’t, you will be mad that I said it, but I’m sorry, now that I know it, I can’t not say it. Disclaimer: I do not hate policemen, but... Continue Reading →

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