I am hung by a nail the sun melts my heart I am cousin to the snake

she writes continually like a long nozzle spraying the air,

I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,

Abe Mortenson was had enough to be around but he was just a fool. You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn’t deceive anybody. It’s the deceivers who make y...

I had this room in front on DeLon… and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.

Mongolian coasts shining in light, listen to the pulse of the sun, the tiger is the same to all of us and high oh so high on the branch

great writer remains in bed shades down doesn’t want to see anyone doesn’t want to write anymore doesn’t want to try anymore;

I’ve watched this city burn twice in my lifetime and the most notable event was the reaction of the politicians in the

A month went by. R.A. Dwight, the editor of Dogbite Press wrote and asked me to do a foreword to Keesing’s Selected Poems. Keesing, with the help of his death, was at last going to get ...

if you can’t stand the heat, he sa… kitchen. you know who said that? Harry Truman. I’m not in the kitchen, I say, I’… oven.

I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate