
The overseer
This man has overseen our house, no matter where we have been, for the last 41 years. His serene smile and kindly eyes have been a calming influence to me … Continue Reading The overseer
Brand "X" , and ACME, poems and stories. Surreal, sappy, funny, horrific, and human.
This man has overseen our house, no matter where we have been, for the last 41 years. His serene smile and kindly eyes have been a calming influence to me … Continue Reading The overseer
slowly he walks in the snowy night. approaching the street lights, he’s in one of those glass globes, shaken. frozen furrows underfoot. crispy, crunchy. making statements in the deadened sound. … Continue Reading the Tetris of decision
If anyone has a Google Pixel 2 phone, I have a new case for it, as pictured. The supplier sent me the wrong one. I have the XL model. I … Continue Reading Free phone case (won’t fit)
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i tella you one a’ stoopit ting you nevva wanna do and dat’s forget the valentines and her 60 birthday too and dat weddin’ anniversary was forty one or forty … Continue Reading Shaddup you face
i won’t complain no more, no more you see only should i say what i have that so many have not a modest house whose roof does not leak and … Continue Reading Not complainin’
i was selling seashells by the seashore in a big sombrero under the rakish palms i was wearing broken teeth and a black moustache there were many flies my sister … Continue Reading Put away that pipe, Joe (or, a compendium of confusing dreams)
ah sometimes i write just to show up then post it anyway Sometimes I write, then scribble it out God, what hogwash, flush that one Sometimes the hesitant pen Puts … Continue Reading Written on the wind
it’s a sore feeling in a life lived when you have seen your kin suffer and die slowly one by one fogged by the killers of pain and you have … Continue Reading Alone at last
me and me buddy we are twenty one we have freckles like Alfred E. Neuman we are atop a kids’ slide we climbed the long long long ladder with the … Continue Reading abstinence is more fun
pale pastels in the mist seen through a screen of whimsy still, we follow, with flagging eyes light mauves edged in silver shimmer what will take form from this impressionist’s … Continue Reading The whimsy of want
the music of the singing strings the melody and rhythm brings and prints a pretty pattern to the ear the poetry of metre fine of effortless and flowing rhyme is … Continue Reading Song sung blue
A short introductory blurb for my first newspaper column, which will hopefully be a bi-weekly gig for me. Thanks for reading.
Long years of erotic starvation have lent my dream-painter a lover’s license. This night. This tumescent night. This hot tumescent night. I am sweating, splayed on the sheets, sex switch … Continue Reading She came in through the bathroom window (18+)
So, tomorrow I will see the publication of a bi-weekly column of mine in two Ontario newspapers- The Orangeville Citizen and The Shelburne Free Press. It’s a small step, but … Continue Reading Newspaper columns