Poem inspired, at least in part, by a visit to the Bronx Zoo My mother me and siblings warned, It could be hard to find a mate. An argument easy to make – The sharp of tongue: often lovelorn…. Read More ›
Month: October 2018
Ballad of a nullfidian
Our buds are growing into earphones And still failing to protect us From noise and demands, requests or distress. Online I find a chemical protection suit with tape double-wrapped, And double storm flaps over zippered access, On top of… Read More ›
They did this for any number of years
They did this for any number of years. She would tell him, often with tears, She was suffering—at her job, in her Personal life. He would say or try As diplomatically as possible . . . “Were it me, …. Read More ›
