Not my Enemy
Solitude is not my enemy, I've met him many times, sitting at my desk alone, composing countless rhymes. In this respect, my muse, is in fact, dear Solitude. People suck…
Mountains, Fountains
I placed my fresh, unopened can of Coke on the patio table. Instantly, a thick film of condensate formed on the black painted aluminum, distorting its lettering. The water, driven…
Cancel Culture – Cancelling my Creativity
How the current political landscape has fed my writers’ block.
Fenced for Their Own Protection
Black, glassy eyes peered at me through five strands of cold steel wire. The sound of my old diesel truck alerted them to my presence and to their upcoming meal.…
No Rest
The following is a work of fiction. As if they knew my greatest foil, tiny electrons inside my phone conspired to wipe an hour from my day. Daylight Savings lead…
October 27th
Rejection at it's finest, is the proclamation of the day. Can't pass this test, No "certified, Grade A." Instead, it's placed into a pile, and politely passed around the loop, …
Lies
Lies Fill the room. Well The part that isn't filled by you. True Your ego is considerable Still I'd like to know where these Lies were hiding long ago. Then…
Redneck Riviera
Cigarette boats plow hills and valleys in the blue ozark water, Its trail rippling away at a steady pace. The August sun spreads its aging light from peak to peak,…
A Rainy Night
Interpretation Guide: I wrote this many years ago. I don't remember what the imagery and metaphor were meant to convey, but coming back and reading it with fresh eyes, I…
There’s No Emptiness Like Apathy
After I graduated high school, depression crept up on me like the heat in a slowly boiling pot. It was almost imperceptible at first. You know what they say, "a…