Trampled Flowers
byAfter a two mile hike through Cumberland hard woods we approached a sandstone rockhouse nestled into a cliff’s foot. Inside, the sandy floor was…
poem
Deus Intra Machina
byWhat a mediated life we live, behind these panes of glass. Ungalvanized voyeurs watching the world spin madly on, as if Still heeding the…
Poem for Bob Dog
by[poetry]Old dog, old dog I remember you when you were a playful pup. Though you were all Retriever I made you sled dog, pulling…
Bio-repentance
byI nicked my finger on the edge of a tall tower The golem within me bled And I felt it Sensations in my digits…