Gold Mine

One November, I Published Two Books

I’ve worked hard the last couple of years to get some books published, I’m thinking of them as there were “the first five,” and now there is “the magnificent seven.” I also have stories in three print anthologies, and I’m going to get those linked up with cover pictures, as […]

Fairy Wails

Coming soon… Fairy Wails Where is this hero Who is so oft spoke of? Where it this mythological man, Who saves the day, Who mends the heart And lights the way? Where is the hero Who wasn’t fucked up by his mother? Who melts the bitterness of betrayal? Who elevates […]

Let It Ride

Currently editing and proofreading “Gold Mine” for publication sometime before the end of the year.   Let it Ride April 2008 Let’s blur the edges, Break the rules, Drink coffee at midnight, Rye at dawn, Let’s stay awake to solve some mystery, Or write one. Paint a picture, Throw stones […]

Too, as in, Also…

fromΒ  ‘Gold Mine’ _____this true heart______________ I will write your name on every breath from now until forever, forget you never, know that I have not let go of this true heart. Forgiving you and him and them and everyone, everything, sing ever louder, stronger, taking claim of every wind […]

Letting Go of the Tiger’s Tail

If you’ve got the tiger by the tail, then doesn’t the tiger have you as well? I thought something was hanging onto me, that I couldn’t shake loose. That could be, but it could also be that I was holding onto whatever it was.Β  So, I’m going to let go […]

dream girl

From Mythica to Ithaca and all points in between, they told their tales about her, as if she were a dream, as if she had no feelings, as if she had no heart, they told their tales about her, this Lady Scarlet. He is Midnight His sword is Moonlight, his […]

Wolf

Wolf If I gave in and crumbled, tumbled down like night falling into your arms, would you catch me and put the stars back in the sky? What if I […]

let them eat cake.

Let Them Eat Cake February 21, 2008   The words are on the tip of my tongue, I can’t quite feel them to spit them out, numb. What I want to say is more profound than I can comprehend in any way I could present in colorfully turned phrases or […]