We looked so carefree and happy, and No one was allowed to know that we were not. We maintained the requisite image — laughing and waving. No one saved us from the black waters underneath; but We saved ourselves. And we are no longer drowning….

Howl by Allen Ginsberg “I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked…” Walking through the thick woods I franticly saw unconcealed the true naked form of myself best described as a ugly mongrel awakening only hatred in peoples minds…

“The other, wry virgin to the last.” From Sylvia Plath’s “Epitaph for Fire and Flower”   Dandelions spark, languid and bright as the Bumble bee sun. And the other flowers nod wise heads, wry in their delicate floral knowledge, virgin to the touch of rough…

Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll is the inspiration at this golden shovel.  “`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves”   The case of the giggles is deadly you see, ’twas a contagion that infects as many can be. Brillig would not contain, this nefarious foe and freedom…

Outliers chasing Outsider fire dragons Mostly vague ideas Slapping and snapping Their consciousness Between tokes and smokes An exclusive club Open to all who dare to Enter darkness No dress codes or haircuts Allowed in this club; only High fives are given Or kisses and…

You are my life You stood by my side, at the place we first met, thinking Are we seriously doing what we always wanted, saying what we both always wanted to say My heart skipped a beat as you held my hand, confessing your love…

  It’s not like the weather; More like climate change, Going unnoticed until it can’t be ignored.   Finally, the ocean level reaches the balcony. Who are you?  You’re a fat little thing! “Granny’s hiding candy in her shoes and wearing them to bed.”  …

It was hard, damn hard, being from Texas where someone, not even a Texan, had killed JFK. He was my hero, my reason for joining the military. Now here I stood, at rigid attention, in the crisp cold air, tears on my cheeks. When they…

I brought her into this world, But she is like a mother to me, Darkness is the only colour for me, Though I see the beautiful world, Through her eyes only, Every morning she holds my hand, She walks with me in the garden, Tells…

A decade ago, we were like lightning crackling across the darkest sky, lighting it up with feral ecstasy. We were raw electricity that hummed and buzzed wildly and blissfully through every dawn, birthing jealousy within every sunrise. We were that bright, fiery, meteorite plummeting through…