Clean living is relative, isn’t it? (a poem)

Second time around for the July 31st prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano: write “a gritty, gutsy, and/or groveling poem that includes at least six of these words: stilettos, hangover, whiskey, cigarette, dying, love, begging, naked, jail, dog, hotel.” Compared to last year’s Hotel room, this one is neither [...]

The things I write (a poem)

It is getting rather hot here in the Pacific Northwest (91º F where I am), so here is something I wrote this morning, while it was still cool enough to think straight… Brief scenarios flow from my pen along with impressions delusions devotions Some make sense Some make nonsense I discard some pages right away [...]

You have the right [to refuse] to remain silent (a poem)

Bonus round for today—if you have the right to remain silent, you also have the right not to… Anything you say may very well result in your premature death As long as this is the case you may as well speak your mind LOUDLY while you have the chance Because you have the right [to refuse] [...]