An Open Letter To An Alcoholic Mother From Her Recovering Addict Son

Orpheus the Liberator

(193)

Filth splashes everywhere in the flowing 
crimson. Acheron tosses me against 
rocks…

Guardian Angel From Ladder Truck 3

I looked up
at a big strong man.
Long black coat,
helmet in hand.
He said, “Son,
can’t you see…

The Dancer

No one could walk that lightly. No one could walk like there were delicate strings lifting ones arms and toes gently as if in a slow dance…

buried secrets

for Benue, Nigeria

i.
the best way to silence a people
is to keep them dead

dead children tell no tales
for they can't describe the face
of the men that came at night
with swinging blades…

Poignant verse tales — I

Derangement is his portraits
of his saunter through Eden,
gold fluid dynamics keeps
his U-boat afloat on clouds.

Effluvium

we are living secretions
expelling exhaust fumes.