N. BaroneWhere the Dead Animals GoI am sleeping until noon I don’t feel like having company But they are always Here with me There is a clearing in the trees Beyond the…Oct 15, 2018Oct 15, 2018
N. BaroneMedicine WomenRelieve me from this state of clever attractions Let me loose to claw at something real I could get lucky, I could strike a deal Wading…Aug 24, 2018Aug 24, 2018
N. BaroneFugitivePerched atop a burning man A crown of flowers, thorns in hand Grenade the masses, caravan Along the river, tanks and sand Give a title…Jul 13, 2018Jul 13, 2018
N. BaroneI Miss You NowI am older My eyes have become more green than brown I don’t know if you would recognize them I miss you nowJul 12, 2018Jul 12, 2018
N. BaroneAn Ode to Getting High and Falling AsleepI can no longer stand to hear of their elation For such regular things They speak politely, but I am not there There is a hornet’s nest…Jul 6, 2018Jul 6, 2018
N. BaroneTaxi Cab Suits for the LovelessSeldom do I feel more fortunate than in these small moments when I get to hear the sounds that 4am makes. When the debt collectors and…Jun 25, 2018Jun 25, 2018
N. BaroneThe Next MorningWhy can’t I make sense of this? Egregious social politics I’ll shake a hand and tag along For love I don an evening wino’s mask And…Jun 3, 2018Jun 3, 2018
N. BaroneWind TunnelsThere it is again. It comes on like a hurricane, tidal wave, tsunami, heart attack and it doesn’t go away until it’s expelled onto the…May 14, 2018May 14, 2018
N. BaroneGarbage BagsI feel compelled to dedicate this iteration of manic scribbling to everyone who has ever closed their eyes and been someplace else. To…May 12, 2018May 12, 2018