Trixie comes down from Refrigerator Mountain (A poem)

A bonus poem about one of my cats, Trixie, since I did not come up with a poem for Day 12 of National Poetry Writing Month… She surveys her domain from on high It’s not an unbroken vista, but it’s enough the time she spends there is not wasted Eventually, though, she gets bored with [...]

Some pitfalls of the double LP (a poem)

I was listening to Pink Floyd’s The Wall while writing a couple of poems… I It’s unclear why they had to say everything backwards Somebody somewhere was eventually going to play the recording in reverse So it was hardly much of a secret II I can never make it all the way through disc 2 it’s [...]