What about Trump?

What about Trump?

Did my title catch your attention?  No seriously, I find myself asking this question far too regularly these days. What about Trump? What does his presidency say about the USA? About the state of the world? About the state of each…

InHuman

InHuman

One last poem…and least for a time… I misplaced my humanity for a time. I recognized the illusion of ego, but lost Myself. I still bore my name, but the identity attached to the label began to disappear. My name…

Ode to Old Loves

Ode to Old Loves

For some reason, I’m on a poetry sharing jag right now. Here’s one of my personal favorites I’ve written:   My first love was my grandfather. He made sure to always blow the spaghetti out of my ears, and together…

Broken Vessels

Broken Vessels

I wrote my first poem when I was 8 years old. Poetry was my first love and still infuses every word I write. This seems like the right poem to share with you all today. Broken Vessels You reach for…

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