The phrases spew out of him,
ugly as ever.
He’s horrified,
wondering what’s dying inside
of this monster that breathes out this
fire that chars every
heart that will listen to
foul lilting phrases, all
ending as effortless
sickness spreads, severing
veins.Read More »
Tag: hate
Lesson Plans (An American Sonnet)
Grubby thumbs, bubble gum, and tire swings
set the stage for recess- Our turn to teach.
Sean’s sitter had shown him some algebra.
Keith knew what sex was. Hazel had met God,
and Em could map the local ghost’s hide outs.
Me? I shared my expertise on hatred-Read More »
Alphabet Ravine 