Yes, Memories can hurt you. —

I’ve been thinking about Collateral Damage. — It is amazing the webs we weave, the webs others create around us, that invisible spiderweb we just walk into. Is it all to catch a fly, or is it an intricate game to eliminate the one that stands in your way? You can’t make a direct attack, so you…

Dedicated to the Roscoe Smith Estate — It’s been a long time living with you, my friend, and I’ll tell you all about it when I drive by you again. We’ve come a long way from where we began. Oh, I’ll tell you all about it when I drive by you again. If I see you again. …

Poetry — I didn’t know your name. Even if I did, I wouldn’t know what to call you. Did you have a nickname? Did you even like your name, and what about those you left behind? Where have they gone now? Do they still carry your name, or do they hide themselves…

Dedicated To The Writers and Actors On Strike — I saw her crying across the screen, and my heart broke, my pain was hers. I couldn’t turn away, and her son ran by across the screen, chasing paper airplanes, yelling that he would slay the dragon. My son giggled, hurrying away to make his own paper airplanes, and said that he too would slay the dragon. My husband shook…

A Poem —

Will others follow? — It’s time for the political machine to grind to a halt and reconsider its wheels that need to run forward not backward. …

Two Big Hits At Once — I can’t believe it’s July. Six months into 2023. It’s going fast, and I hate that. But since January, I have been hammering away at my list of projects, and now, they are down to the final four. And June ended with a big bang. I had hired an editor…

“I got a death threat,” he said.  “Didn’t a guy we know get one last week?” I asked.  “Knew,” he said. “That guy died a few days later.”…