Tagged: poems

Carouse To the screech of disc and twirling lights they move: grinding against each... Read more →

What I Remember, This Morning So much has happened since my eyes opened at eight... Read more →

Dear Editor of Poetry Journals Named after Famous Cities by Sean Thomas Dougherty I am... Read more →

School City I sit here looking at the bright lights of the city knowing that I don’t... Read more →

Are There Blacks in Heaven? The priest speaks of a place high above Where everyone... Read more →

Dreaming Helen Keller Always the interminable... Read more →

LOVE, YOU ARE GREEN AND DARK Love, You are green and dark The field I walked as a... Read more →

Wig of the Bride of Frankenstein That wasn’t the end at all…imagine yourselves... Read more →

Hours of Operation You are an emergency room open all night holidays, weekends even... Read more →

NEW LENS I LAY THERE NAKED BLISSFULLY IGNORANT HEARING THE HELPLESS LAUGHTER SEEING... Read more →