SITTING ON THE TRUTH Secrets always leak out.   It’s one of those undiscovered laws     of soap operas and physics.       Sit on the truth all you want,         […]

If experience were thick like pudding, a spoonful could be, theoretically, ladled out to the young. Medicinal.  ‘Eat this.  It will keep you safe from scraping shins, upon the vast […]

Terribly pleased to be in this prestigous journal with a poem about a guy complaining about how much he hates having the circus come to town.