Poem

Zenabel

Flung against the spine of a cactus,Pages of their lives,Thorn apart, shredded.But they are good men.On the throne of hay,Zenabel,Daughter of Herodias,…
Poem

For Toju.

I try to remember our last conversation.The last time I saw you,This shy but intelligent young man. A true nerd that made…
Poem

Day of the Last Laugh

A new day yawns.Sleepless nights aplenty. Dead branchFamished vulture squatsGrazing for rotting flesh. To the day’s toilsA million legs scurryWithout a stareAtThe…