Fences

We gather and sit on cold plastic chairs; molded recycled waste. We sip our hot social drinks full bodied or flavored to taste. We fill the air with smoke and lies, across the room we speak with eyes endless tales of wasted livesv in our plastic race; molded recycled waste. © All Rights Reserved

I do not keep a journal. I do not record my daily thoughts, or, the mindless daily activities of others. The simple truth is that contemporary life offers so little challenge. Whatever I want to read, or hear, or taste can be offered up at the touch of a button; for a small fee the…

Two women eat from the same plate, an uneasy truce between them. Careful not to touch one another, always keeping the wary eye. Their alliance is their strength – a bond both larger and stronger and they dominate the man to keep him away from their plate. © All Rights Reserved

See that penny on the ground, gleaming copper flat and round? Sometimes blackened as if dirt, lying there, unobserved. Some who see it think in fear, pick up the penny, you’re a queer. “Queer penny,” they laugh out loud, and behind your back. I think it’s more queer to leave the money lying there like…

Fear is my name, an acronym of who I really am, controlling my motion, the light of my path, guiding my life. I am often very good, and sometimes very bad, always driven to behavior with fear leading the way. I have allowed my emotional core to be covered over, as the mantle of the…

Serenity, You elusive goal, I searched you out for so long in so many dark places deep inside my mind. I looked for you in faces of people I saw around. I sought your ever presence in pets that I brought home. I sought you out in churches, in temples of eastern faith, in dingy…