Category: My Wordcraft

Coming Home I had to go east in order to love the westFilled with man-made oases that should not existWhere prairie dogs praise the sun from hill’s crestAnd there is …

Proof of Purchase She gazes half-past meone eye on mine, the otherlazy, skewed, past my ear.But she stares, hardtrying to meet me head on.She pats, she nudges,she gestures, trying to …

Ich Bin Ein Berliner My love is a two-front warI’ve invaded Russia and my feet are getting cold.With a caress, a blitzkrieg, I breached his defenses.I drank the tasteless vodka of …