Poetry
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The Hatred Never Went Away
The hatred never went away / Just pushed into a fertile soil / Now, weedy thick, it springs to day / With words of shame, our Pride to spoil
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the cost of life seemed rarely worth the price
The Cost of Life seemed rarely Worth the Price / And as I Paid it seemed quite Poorly Spent / Now, Looking Back, would gladly Tender Twice
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xenophobes yawp zealously.
always, boldly choose diversity
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keyless entry?
With this utensil? Ne’er get far…
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Artichoked
“Keep Choking Hazards From Mouth”
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“You therefore must be perfect” just like God
“You therefore must be perfect” just like God / It’s there in letters red and hot as blood
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May Our Memories Be a Blessing
Poems are made by fools like me, / But God made the fools.
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People of The Books
a priest, a rabbi, and an imam walk into a bar…
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Oh, my muse
Thank you / For saving me.
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I felt
Are you okay / With him being gay?
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With Her In Her Sadness
my friend is sad
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certain somethingness
I feared a sonnet love-filled ne’er could be; / For though I’d felt it, words would not align.
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‘Murica
Where representation no longer matters.
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Naked Bouquet
I will mock the tomb… / Naked bouquet in hand.
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September, 1986
Matriculation – First day’s class
defying atrophy 