Reading My Life at Vox Poetica

Cardinals. Winter birds. The birds that stay. I’m ready to find myself in a city I don’t know, amongst people who don’t speak or won’t speak my language. Things I like to talk about in poems. I’ve got a poem entitled Reading My Life over at Vox Poetica. It’s sort of appropriate since I’ve been… Continue reading Reading My Life at Vox Poetica

What the Bridge Says at Misfit’s Miscellany

My old walk to work used to take me over a bridge. Actually bridge isn’t even right because it wasn’t anything like the Brooklyn Bridge or the Gowanus Canal even. It wasn’t over some small brook or stream. It was over a highway full of exhaust fumes and noise. Still, each morning I would look at… Continue reading What the Bridge Says at Misfit’s Miscellany

In case you didn’t know it’s Election Day

So you should go vote. There, I said it. But guess what else it means? It’s the end of the campaigning! Thank Zeus. No more fliers in my mailbox, or slipped under my door. No more people in the subway asking me if I have five minutes to talk about their guy. No more commercials, phone… Continue reading In case you didn’t know it’s Election Day