Mar 9, 2020Tantaulus & Other PoemsTantalus I have turned when tired or tight to the twin who should be ghosting in on my blind side, disappearing like mist on a glass ...
Feb 6, 2020Quartet of Flash FictionGreat man Behind the veil of immaculate speeches and harsh promises they would lie down, naked, and she would stroke him, her fingertips...
Jun 26, 2019Poetry: "How We Sat Under An Empty Bowl Of The Sky The Pilgrims On Water St"The same thing we do to a cigarette we do to memories as well: Throughout the night we let it burn, Then flatten it under our shoes...