Girl’s Feet

poet, artist find the space your place outside the race where mind goes empty ego floats to grace go there every day No matter what every day if only for a moment Go there Go there Go There now. Can you feel the earth? Her spinning rhythm? Feel your strong and...

Shedding Your Old Self

Here’s the thing about shedding your old self. The act itself isn’t hard. It’s the thinking and worrying about it that’s hard. Seven years ago I thought that leaving the corporate world, the reliable paycheck, the medical benefits, and complete...

Help wanted: poet

Work begins with fed cat on the windowsill with butt in chair   Ears to be perpetually tuned to TWBS, the wind and bird station even during the big meeting especially within the mundane   Good work for pirates with tied tongues and agile fingers who delight in...