Poetry August 6, 2024 My Fleeting Suns Warmth “My Fleeting Suns Warmth” The moon and sun are forever entwined Yet we perceive…
Poetry August 6, 2024 To Mr. Love “To Mr. Love” If someone asked me about love, I’d tell them about you. …
Poetry August 6, 2024 Try “Try” He won’t know until he tries. That’s what his parents say. That’s what…
Poetry August 6, 2024 Beaches down in Bonita Springs “Beaches down in Bonita Springs” The broad beaches down in Bonita Springs can bring…
Poetry August 6, 2024 Watercolor Dreams “Watercolor Dreams” You shouldn’t become that, there’s no money in that career. It’s impossible…
Poetry August 6, 2024 Yesterday “Yesterday” Yesterday, my dog died I tried to give him a proper burial, trembling…
Lit Mag March 1, 2024 We Look to the Clouds We look to the clouds Speeding on open highways Surroundings blurring past us We find…
Lit Mag March 1, 2024 Time What is time? A part of the universe’s design? Time is money they say Yet…
Lit Mag February 6, 2024 The Railway Killed the Cowboy With pistol cocked and spurs ablaze There patrolled Bullwhip McCoy Who ruled the west until…
