Appetite

A Poem

Maybe I have an appetite for destruction
because I figure, how could it get worse
when misplaced thoughts…

Writers: A Challenge

Haibun A Heart

Good People

A poem

Did you use chopsticks at that posh sushi joint
where you made fun of the waiter’s L’s and R’s and…

Warrior Princess

I was born on the battlefield
Fighting delusions created by society(they).
Delusions harboring evil in the name of glory,
lurking…

Arctic Heart

In Arctic worlds 
I have roamed 
where fettered hearts 
leave shields unfold.

My Skin

#BlackLivesMatter

I don’t know
how it feels
to be safe

The Last Musician

He rests the rebec on his knee. It is that moment — the moment when the crowd has thinned and the next group of tourists has…