The page is a reminder (a poem)

An ekphrastic poem, inspired by a diary page posted by Ksenia Anske. I don’t recognize the writing on some pages, I don’t see it at all (tip: never use fluorescent yellow highlighters to write in journals) I know that I was bored or angry wanting to be anywhere else wanting to pretend it never happened [...]

Friday, fish, and wine (A poem)

Inspiration has been in short supply the last couple of days. This is Friday’s sole poem (no pun intended): Friday’s fish is gone it’s time for the wine and an open journal on my lap Cinnamon and raspberries a quiet finish to the glass describing uncertain feelings I still taste the ketchup but only slightly [...]