Poetry

Picking Blackberries

If we are lucky, facts of life will force us to accept the reality of our desires our fears and unleash our innate need to express ourselves, to achieve self-literacy through …

Building A Silence

Street empty as a healing heart, I lean the patio wall, Swisher Sweet packed with pot, friends equally afraid. Wednesday brings the chill, hawks fleeing ahead. They say it’s a west wind— it …