Knock Sometimes you’ve got to knock life around, before it knocks you around. It’s one or the other. Him or me. by

A sled My wife turned toward me the other morning asked me do you want to get our thing and see if it sleds? What Continue reading →

From: Fitty Subject: Friday Haiku I know that I’m not an “official” contributor, but… We drank with Leche He drank Bud, we drank Bourbon What Continue reading →

Fraud I am afraid of writing of committing to it giving myself over. Its not terribly easy you know digging that deep putting it all Continue reading →

If only There is nothing else to do other than stay up late drinking beer and listening to music. Work will come with the morning Continue reading →

From: Scott Subject: thrusday poem Jonny, My buddy Jake, who is my touring/riding partner and all around bike ripper has been working for this environmental Continue reading →

The best The best poem I’ve ever written disappears from my sight and into the morning as I rub my eyes and turn off the Continue reading →

Signature Move I went home for a funeral. My Grandfather just died, and the weekend was going to be difficult. Troy thought it might cheer Continue reading →

To my grave There are very good reasons to be in bed, right now, with my wife. But instead, I’ll have another drink. You’d think Continue reading →

Nothing from the Hawk. But yet it’s still early, and hope is not dead. by

Sunday Afternoon We were laying in the warm green grass of our backyard. Sort of shaped like a right angle. My hand holding hers gently Continue reading →

Advice is worth what you pay for it When I was in high school a kid I knew wore a Joy Division shirt. I had Continue reading →