Sacrifice – an A Word With You Press Submission

I was given the country Scotland at random. I promise. I wrote a poem about it, but then it modified itself. The story called Sacrifice is what came out. Below is the original poem. In Scotland, I am asleep and there are winds blowing Light and time and rock and star...

Committed to the Ridiculous

I am committed to the ridiculous. It must be so. There is no life without the ridiculous loaf. Crossed legged on a tree trunk, hair spikes, singing Daft Punk, and bravery to debunk the rule of the mundane. I salute you, wings out, flying. I blaze the trail. There is...

Little Lioness

For Jazmine Rogers, with great respect. Her roar is small For now But you can hear what it will be Still she Waits impatiently for the shine of her own sweet self To dim so she can handle it She can’t see it quite yet Oh but she sees much Her black child magic...

Resolved

I had the pop quiz of life in the last weeks of 2016. Every possible loose end tied up, or cauterized and let go. It was freeing. It was… well… not such a big deal when it comes to the cycles of life and what prepares you for what is coming. What...

An Almost Hilarious Christmas Haunting

My sassy little sedan is out of commission for a bit, but everyone walked away. Everyone involved had a derivative of one of my brother’s names. One was named Andrew. Another was named Michael, and Andrew’s father was named Rich (that’s too close to...