Your Violin
When you look at me your ancestors fall out your eyes– Romania, the Camps, Zion and Lady Liberty. You are traveling still, I may not be home. You look at me when you’ve found a... More »
When you look at me your ancestors fall out your eyes– Romania, the Camps, Zion and Lady Liberty. You are traveling still, I may not be home. You look at me when you’ve found a... More »
I’ve been prodding my partner Iuval to adapt his “ treatise ” on sustainable living, simplicity and intentional community into a book. But after two years of debating the issues with him, I’m starting to... More »
“Hmmm,” He’s not sure I should extend my carbon footprint by coming over tonight. It’s a long drive, but I canceled last night, when I would have been in his area. He sites writers who... More »
I’m not that into you. I feel like you have expectations. You’re grabby. You look at me all doe-eyed. You’re making plans for the future. I’m not that into you. You’re just so passionate. You’re... More »
My new pet, gurrlfriend/boifriend, speaker of those bottle rocket fears, operator of those hands, and what else can that mouth do? I am so edgy tickled you have landed here for a while. Welcome to... More »
As a writer, I’ve often joked that I never have to make anything up. I have the laziest muse on record. I just stand in one place and crazy, goofy, fringe things happen. Or maybe... More »
Since the mid eighties, he's made his life putting up tipis all over the south, including a wonderful tipi village in Athens, Georgia. Now I'm coaxing Tipi Frank up north, at least as far as... More »
I just learned that this one will appear in the spring '08 issue of Loch Raven Review: Big Talking Rocks I’m moving the muscles to breathe in cold water. They feel like bone in the... More »
A rose by any other name might remind some people of a pickle. Whether it’s a person, a house or the street on which they stand, a name is an opportunity to make a statement.... More »
wiselittleraccoon.zaadz.com presents: THE CURIO COAST SPRING POETRY PRIZE Why not tickle the muse to keep the fires of poetry licking our brains this winter? Let's shake things up around zaadz with a poetry contest! This... More »