
The photograph by Jessica Sartini of two crows inspired this poem and another I will publish…

Empty park Pigeons chattering What do they say? Are they concerned it’s empty Or do they…

I was reading “The Portable Jack Kerouac” and stumbled upon his “western haikus” (he kept to…

An empty sadness filled the train station Maybe the gray clouds filled their souls With a…

I bow to the divine in you I bow to the spirit in you. To the…

And the thoughts… They invade like locusts on a warm summer night Stopping me in my…
I am really proud and honored to announce that THE SOUND OF MADNESS is now available for the…
As I soon start draft 2 of The Sound of Madness, I am reaching to friends,…
On March 1, 2014 around 10:17 pm I completed the first draft of The Sound of…
As I write The Sound of Madness (aka in my work in progress (WIP), I had…
When the pesky Muse strikes, she strikes hard and without warning. On December 23rd, I was…
an overwhelming sadness thoughts of letting go letting go of this earthly bond letting go of…
pleasure in pain pain in pleasure love in lust lust in love a freeing touch a…
Pushing the glass door open, I smiled at the elderly security guard and walked to where…