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The Martian Sessions: Choke

Pelvic and palaces,  mattresses,  a thousand clocks
and turkey incubators –
inked fingers,  escalators
 pulling upwards
over the mountain milk thistled
with fragrance, begging and violence, 117 more words


Lucinda's Thirst

Lucinda positioned the flower and snapped several photos. She eyed other bright Gerber daisies in crackled vases, fighting an impulse to grab a half-dozen. She was thinking of lining them up on the coffee shop’s open air ledge and shooting them in different clusters, then taking them home. 2,511 more words

Error in Judgment

From a distance it seemed so right,
an impulse to act hatched at night.

But who bothers to ask anymore?
The goal’s to get what you adore. 110 more words


100 for the night
It’s her chant
Her mantra

She carries herself
Held up by broken dreams
And promises

She promises the world… 112 more words

Yeah Karma,just like that!

The finger you pointed hastily
Turned around
Poking you in the eye
For those secoñds
Where you could not see
You fell into the hole… 7 more words



I am surprised by my ability to write, today. I hurt.

Not bad. Because, I can write. But, when I have painful days that are not bad, I sometimes ask why I should bother. 62 more words


This Place

September 1, 2014 -

This video was published first in July of last year as I waxed poignant about my time and experiences here in Arizona.  132 more words