Category Archives: Expressive Rhythmic Literary Work

Already left She gave him what he wanted because she thought it would keep him from leaving. He took it because it was there. What Continue reading Thursday’s Poem: Already left→

This one is by Michael Bussman: A former would-be major leaguer makes the play of a lifetime It was august High altitude heat Very blue, Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – A former would-be major leaguer makes the play of a lifetime→

I’m bringing back the Thursday Poems. This was printed in the Outcast about a year ago. Outcast I’ve never worked as a bike messenger. Never Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – Outcast→

Jobs The jobs blur together, into one big mess. It gets to where I can’t remember, which preceded which. Who I worked with, for how Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – Jobs→

Tonight will not be here tomorrow. The bottle will still be here, barring accident or injury. Just like ourselves. But tonight will not be here Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – Tonight will not be here tomorrow→

I thought about posting a poem I wrote. Never done it before, at least not that I can remember. And why not just post one? Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – Poetry→

Don’t blame Big Jonny; (5) Viagra has side effects. (7) Huzzah! Porn is dead. (5)