Not even if Hell freezes over, buddy. And you can take that to the bank.
Category: Prose
Tour of the Artist’s Home
“Her age and health didn’t allow her to be with us for long...”
Poet’s Text to a Friend
I wake in rage, live in pain and sleep in despair.
Companion to Today’s Post “Walking Out to Sit for Work This Morning”
Shoot straight, and be thorough.
Stepping Outdoors to Sit for Work This Morning
... the poet notices that someone has marked the outside of her hotel room window during the night with a blue magic marker “X.”
American Homelessness and the Geneva Conventions
America does not treat its own homeless citizens even according to the Geneva Convention’s articles regarding the treatment of prisoners of war.
Oh, Please
... let me someday have again a little table.
The Wannabe Paramilitary Homeless Man Who Stands Talking to Himself Outside the Eco-Thrift Store
The poet finds herself in a perfect mood to take one or more of the “gentleman’s” balls with her as she departs.
Awesome Reader Family: Poet’s Text to a Friend
If the people in your world routinely bewilder you with completely groundless and illogical behaviors, you might want to read this post.
Awesome Reader Family Update: The Poet is Disgusted
What am I thinking of?