Closer than what I remember as the edgeof the earth with a sail cast out on string,wavering in the wind, barely blowingmy father teaches me to fly.I’m beneath a gnarled contortionist, shadesporadic, sunburnt holes in leaf cover,chain-link backstop all that’s left of childhoodon this old diamond where I grew wantingto learn to fly with the... Continue Reading →
Martin Luther King, Jr., Black American, delivered his “I Have a Dream” speech on August 28, 1963. The Civil Rights Act of 1964 outlawed labor discrimination. Malcolm X, Black American, was assassinated on February 21, 1965, receiving a total of 21 gunshot wounds. In 1965, the federal government enacted...
about this piece March 2014between Oxford and Calhoun City, Mississippi, USA2014iPhone 5S See More in Art...
he had two Master’s degreesand I had nothingbut a couple of classesand a head full of booksas we drank whiskeyand talked one dayin his flophouse roomabout history and philosophyhe stopped, looked at meand growled, in his way:“You got a mindlike a fuckin’ bear trap, kid!”he had no ideahow right he wasbecause in the years sincethese... Continue Reading →
about this piece The Vines, They CreepRichfield, Minnesota, USA2016Black and white digital photographCanon 5D See More in Art...
I feel sorry for words trappedin the boxes of their meanings.Abattoir sounds so nice Iconfuse it with boudoir.Why can’t abattoir meanboudoir?I was the only one who saw my grandmotherread Barbara Cartland paperbacks. No onebelieved me because she culled and pluckedchickens, rototilled and cultivated gardenbeds, steam pressed sheets, sewed her ownclothes, and cracked her fingersraising shed... Continue Reading →
about this piece Internal Floral Scream2019Digital Photography See More in Art...
I found this journalamong her thingsshe’d filled the first five pageswith sloppy cursivearthritic handsI read slowlyto make out the wordsslowly as she walkedduring her last daysshe misses himshe should’ve knownshould’ve taken himto the heart doctor soonerhe was her second husbandand her lastand even after 25 yearsshe wonders if he loved hershe hopes he didat least... Continue Reading →
Tropical Storm Irma uprooted the backyardalligatorwood, which was too bad—the tree had challenged the Cliffs of Moherto see who could last longest.I am sorry I never grew my armslong enough to wrap aroundits deep-ridged trunk.The Georgia-red mud made the root base—wider than I’m tall—ugly as a monster’s mawdrooling the rain’s dregs.I doubt the skeletonit pulled... Continue Reading →
about this piece Red Valley2019Acrylic See More in Art...
