Category Archives: Poem

The Electricity flickered: Lights off and televisions off (well…like for some). And like a flash- back to yesterday— Oh! and the WIFI’s on!

A rose thrown into the room: is it a flower or a stone?I suppose even stones crumble.

And there’s that man without a face. You’ll never shine that flashlight on him, because you know he’ll stay black, ’cause you’ve calculated the time light travels “from him to me.” What you perceive now might not be what he … Continue reading →

Get up here right now, little boy! Or else get beat! But down there on the ground he sits And seals his lips and clasps his fists, And glares right at me bitter-eyed: “Father,” he says, “I won’t decide! I … Continue reading →