Educator sitting here with a broken heart over the world and how love so quickly fades because of selfishness.


Barely There Poems

My Muse Is Sick

Walking pneumonia
it lies, prostrate
with aimless mutterings
of platinum grills, diamonds, tires,... more »

Them That Would Be Free: A Requiem For New Orleans

Listen real close and I’ll tell what I done seen.
I seed them that would be free
running past Canal and Bourbon Street... more »


My eyes won't drift up.
You have a splash of mud on the tip... more »

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