Poetry

"...ords and numbers are things no one has ever seen or heard or touched..."

"...a special love for survivors of everyday woe,..."

"...Let it hug someone somewhere..."

"... pain rises from the core of the heart..."

"This poem explores a writer’s ways of reinvention and rejuvenation."

"...sitting on someone’s porch at night eating ice cream..."

"... a cold beer is the answer to many questions torturing us daily..."

"...electromagnetic currents coursing through long distance keystrokes ..."

"...a marriage of rock and fluid..."

"...Will all that sweat be rendered futile..."

"...to just sit and watch The little things that went on Or didn’t..."

"...death came floundering down the line..."

"...the major tear-off bit attached, doctor’s scribble, notorious..."

"This poem explores the Zimbabwe government’s politics of prejudicial cruelties."

"...it may be that science is not complete..."

"...They couldn't gauge the truth about their love..."

"...think a porch swing on a crisp October afternoon..."

"...you told your neighbour..."

"...it had given added life to this quiet place..."

"When I was a child I loved to watch men shave..."

"...she ran here, there, everywhere, around the house, the yard..."

"...Each sunrise-to-sunset, I test myself..."

"...Be kind to those around you..."

"...I float with Thee atop the water..."

"...He still made it look so darned easy..."

"I dream in ones and zeros, in an ease of dormancy..."

"...the stars I see in the sky are the escaped bullets..."

"...He says he is her lighthouse...."

"...new smiles emerge from these untouched forms..."

"...Who would direct this grand motion picture?..."