Dear Iris (A poem)

Today’s epistle, another terzanelle, is inspired by my choice to work on my tax return today… I swear, now you’re just toying with me getting my hopes up, and then WHAM! You know it doesn’t take much to make me dizzy… If the window’s closed, the door won’t slam It seems I can’t escape the [...]

P.O.V. (a poem)

Sometimes… It’s hard to believe what we see when premeditation is in control calculated in its execution documented for posterity At first, it looks false (How could anybody not be noticing this?) but then we recognize the setting and know what comes next Still, it’s a shock it’s a surprise As the scene plays out [...]