Poop in the toilet.   Poop in the training potty.   Poop on the bathroom floor.   Poop on the carpet.   Poop on the track of the sliding closet—   Slide, slide, slide until it is flattened like a penny on a train track….

If a super villain wanted to destroy America he would reverse the law of gravity, rendering most cosmetic surgery obsolete putting brassiere makers out of business turning facial creams into scented lubes for bike chains to reverse the law of gravity would negate having to…

Happy Birthday, Kanaki. I’m two days late, But I will turn twenty-two On August fifteenth As you should have turned On August eleventh Sixty-three I would like to think that you simply Escaped And found A new life, a new family A new journey To…

Out of touch for years, Randy never made a class reunion couldn’t be located; only child, his mother dead father presumed so years before Randy never married, had no kids A few of us tried; mail, Christmas cards returned, undeliverable, no forwarding one day a…

There’s a face on my milk carton, Every time I turn it around, That face stares at me. There’s a face in the grocery store, Every time I walk through, That face stares at me. There’s a face at the Post Office, Every time I…