Tax Season
doing time
digits squeezed into cells
hands barred
from the weaving of words
ie mcgavock
Tax Season
doing time
digits squeezed into cells
hands barred
from the weaving of words
ie mcgavock
My Notebook
Perpetually empty;
eternally plenty
of pristine pages, saved
for thoughts better than these.
Jonathan Batteas
Brief Shower
Rain staggers thru the dust,
leaving drunken footsteps.
Dan Fitzgerald
Frigid rock-bound earth
Eclipsed by grey paper sky
Scissor-winged birds
Cut paths for the sun
Dale Patterson