My Fear is an Old Man

a poem

who reads aloud from a crumbling book

America the Beautiful

Reprise 2020

To Redeem Our Nation’s Soul

POETRY

Big Tech Companies

Controlling our lives

“Power is in tearing…

False Advertising

You strut around the stage 
Like a peacock waving its tail
You don’t seem to recognize 
That the world is bigger than yourself

“I See Dead People…” “Where?” “EVERYWHERE…”

What does civil war look like?

And Jesus Wept

Six Tercets and Five Chained Hay(na)ku’s

POETRY

Is It the Apocalypse Already?

Silence is never a solution for injustice

My Mind Wanders

Ramblings from a plane

oh, black woman.

this anger,
this fear.
this all-consuming heavy atmosphere.

TrumPooning Tunes

Doctor, Doctor, I Hate The News

Change voter’s disdain to pity views