A Poem: The Curse of the Early Trout
The Curse of the Early Trout Right away she gives you a trout- butter belly and orange red spots- and misreading the message you lean into the day with a skull full of fish. She […]
The Curse of the Early Trout Right away she gives you a trout- butter belly and orange red spots- and misreading the message you lean into the day with a skull full of fish. She […]
“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.” Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country Last winter I put together a little […]
Folded Fishing My fishing was folded, a complicated origami protein. I found it in a pocket and unfolded it until a stream (it still had creases) was wriggling in my hand. […]
So it has been a while since I put this collaborative project into motion – but it is done. It is the Wintertime Blues. I won’t say too much about it you can read all […]
I came across this three part poem that I wrote a while back but never got to use for anything. So I figured might as well set it adrift on the river of the interwebs. […]
Fat with Promises (a Memory of Alaska) She is fat with promises, with silver lies and with fictions in her eye. The mountains cascade in slippery slime reflections on her side. She slides onto the […]
I have been sick with the flu. At first I slept all day – now I cannot sleep at all. As I lay on the couch, in and out of sleep strange ideas come in […]
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