The lesser of two evils (a poem)

Every time I see somebody advocating voting for ‘the lesser of two evils’—especially when it is followed by a statement of helplessness—I get angry. Regardless of which candidate you like in this (or any other) election, the whole point of voting is to elect the best person for the job. If you think Candidate A [...]

The morning after headaches and explosions in the night (A poem)

Back to the pantoum. The ‘explosions’ part of the title refers to last night’s gas explosion in Seattle’s Greenwood neighborhood. One of the businesses destroyed in the explosion was Neptune Coffee, the first place I ever read any of my writing in public (a short story, in late 2013). The Couth Buzzard, where I regularly participate [...]

You have distracted me from my creative process (A poem)

Getting closer to the truth with this one… Your persistent, insistent pressure has driven me to distraction face down on the pillow screaming silently for relief The walls surrounding me witness this small spectacle without comment though perhaps not without judgement Meanwhile, I count the ticks that comprise each eternal second knowing that the moment [...]