We are Changes comes in swift punches & the kids, well, the kids are still learning how to swivel & duck & exhale. I heard ‘We are the world’ on the radio this morning & I remembered watching the crowd of singers wailing it live in an effort to raise money for starving kids in… Continue reading Poem 97 – We are
I had to (wanted to) write a short review/commentary on a friend's poetry book. This is what happened in my head when I knew it was time to get to writing it. ME I have to write that review, you guys. VOICE 1 Not now. You have to do the dishes, change the laundry, sweep… Continue reading Oh, the Voices.