Poem–“Tickle”

Tickle I wouldn’t be caught dead impersonating a cadaver. It makes me wonder though, how long I’d have to be sorry. By the way, which side of gravity are you on? Terrific. I hear that’s no longer [...]

Poem: “Sex”

Sex   We spend a third of our lives asleep, but it’s just a quiz. It can happen, even to the best of us. Like electricity, it doesn’t need wires and it’s quiet as hush money. Needless to [...]