Genie, After the Split So the mythical genie in the bottle — don’t you always feel sorry for the genie? He or she is trapped in there, squished down, sometimes from a much-larger-than-human size, to fit inside something that, if…
Journal I’ll admit it, this week’s poem, Journal, is a bit of an unusual lyric. Did you ever think, driving along, that the way the sun curves over the horizon, just pinking in the sky as it rises, makes the…
Primer This week’s poem, Primer, is a short, lyric walk down memory lane. It previously appeared on Wattpad and now appears on the blog here for the first time. It’s the type of poem that says one thing and also…
Sisyphean This week’s poem, Sisyphean, is a prose poem and appears in print here for the first time. Other than the reference in the title, Sisyphus doesn’t make an appearance, which should cheer those of you who are tired of…
Mountains & Homestead, Taos When you travel, you often see the extremes of a locale, especially if you are traveling as a tourist. As a result, you see the most interesting location, the most historic, the best view or lookout,…
