Hour 5: I hate for a living

I’m 40, and blonde, and on TV sets nationally I’m online, on trend and can comment fashionally Some say I’m hated, but why am I in demand? Anti-PC and honesty are parts of my brand.   Called your kid ‘Tyler’? You scream working class. ‘Full…

Hour 4 — The Dwarf Song

We are the Dwarves of Grivenweld A stronger beast you’ve never beheld We never cry, we never fear We’re veritable strangers to despair And when the fight is upon us We’re not known to stall or fuss And we love to eat our boars and deer Elves are…

poem #5 underwater

what the shell said when the water claimed me took my salt & copper body deep into its bluegreen throat and swallowed me whole I thought of my mother how her tears would taste of this same saltwater how she would wail like the rushing…

A High-School Junior’s Prescription for Pimples

A High-School Junior’s Prescription for Pimples Take one each night before bedtime: SAT score College application Grant application Loan application Acceptance letter Rejection letter Career Counselor Conference Decision: commuting or residing on campus Decision: community college or four-year university Choosing a major Finding a job…

prompt 5 persona poem

ACID DROP I’m a madness At the heart Of hate. I’m an acid drop From a height. Into something Not to be borne. Not to be born.

John Doe (Poem 5)

I loved her I should’ve told her But I thought she deserved better More than me I thought I was giving her a chance I could see it in her eyes I could feel it in her spirit The love as well as the pain…

#5 Neighbor

Clean up that yard for heaven’s sake! Don’t you even own a rake?   It’s a useful activity, so do some weed-wacking. But no! You take off and go back-packing.   Pay someone to do it. You could, you know. Just don’t let those weeds grow!