NaPoWriMo2020 Poem #6- Isolation: Day 27

Poem #6 of 30 Isolation: Day 27 human movement minimal- as if everyone but our small tribe has traveled off planet and we are left behind uninvited to what’s happening anywhere else in isolation the inner voice yells its agenda PACE EAT CREATE RESEARCH do something do nothing are they different? now, in this void …

NaPoWriMo 2020 Poem #3 of 30 –

March 31, 2020- Wednesday morning in Chicago #3 there were no sirens no practice drill to ready us for this like the vapid teen in the slasher film another fool swaggers out into the village taunting the threat unaware he’s brought the killer home where it will steal the breath from his mother’s mother here- …

NaPoWriMo:Poem 1 of 30 – Hello/Goodbye

Hello/Goodbye If you had known before you signed the book- agreeing to this mortal life- that you would know first hand first heart what it would be to rise up out of yourself in ecstacy- to fold down into yourself in grief- that you would hand your heart to someone who would later, hand it …