The Dogs of War

The dogs of war are coming They roam the streets at night Marking out their territory Before the coming light Their teeth are made of daggers Their claws are made of steel They roam around the neighborhood Looking for a meal ------------------------------------------------ This poem was inspired by a pack of dogs roaming my neighborhood in … Continue reading The Dogs of War


Nick is the shadow behind the fear. He opens doors for me before I even knew I needed them opened, but where would he be when it's time to shut those doors? The endless stream of liquor and cigarettes came through anonymous packages that held Nick's scent. My clients whispered his name as they flowed … Continue reading Nick

Ghost Town

Ghost towns have always been eerie, but this one took the cake. Dead eyes peered through broken windows and stared at the shiny red convertible as it came to a gentle stop in the middle of town. It contained two passengers, Kimberly and Charlie, who were on their way home for summer vacation. Charlie stepped … Continue reading Ghost Town


Have an idea, and imagine the applause.   Write it down in graphite. Ink. Blood. And dream of the applause.   Now, rip your idea to shreds. Reduce it. Refine it. And beg for the applause.   Send it into the world. Your words. Your thoughts. And await the applause.   Get in front of … Continue reading Applause