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Or why the bus needs new brake pads Two Four Three to Wood Green. Today I got on the 243 with the worn out brakes and chalk board rotors. All 31 stops from Holborn Station to Lynmouth Road, I was … Continue reading
Or why the bus needs new brake pads Two Four Three to Wood Green. Today I got on the 243 with the worn out brakes and chalk board rotors. All 31 stops from Holborn Station to Lynmouth Road, I was … Continue reading
Or a sneak peek of what I’ve been working on lately. Over the past few months, I’ve been working on a collection titled “Whiskey & Cactus Wine: A Dedication to the West.” Most of this collection includes found poetry crafted from … Continue reading
Or Cheers to my First Poetry Publication I just wanted to say thanks again to Cutaway Magazine– a literary magazine based out of Manchester- for accepting one of my poems titled “Someone Suggests We Stop for Family Portraits.” It is … Continue reading
Or why you should keep track of your personal belongings I lost my journal in the Chicago Public Library. Set down to free my hands and it lay forgotten among the books. Level 5 near the classics I set it … Continue reading
Or what happens when I speak in Texan This piece (and many of the previous western themed pieces below) comes from a collection I have been working on titled Whiskey and Cactus Wine: A Dedication to the West. (Please note: … Continue reading
Or a poem about a lovely T-Rex I met Sue today in downtown Chicago. Casually hanging out at the Watering hole, she looked down At me as if this was an everyday Occurrence. Tame to people, She was mild mannered … Continue reading
Or why you should visit The Poetry Cafe in Covent Garden and the Rich Mix in Shoreditch. I am just now easing my way into the poetry scene here in London. Upon recommendation by Inua Ellams I visited The Rich … Continue reading
Or why I love to write poems about ridiculous things. Have you ever heard of the World Champion of Watermelon Seed Spitting? Chances are you haven’t and let’s face it- that’s a damn shame. Poetry can sometimes have this stigma … Continue reading
Or why the Halliburton Loop Hole is a terrible thing. I have been working on a new poem called Halli Loop Hole that is related to the current drilling process for natural gas called Hydraulic Fracturing. There has been somewhat … Continue reading
Or why you will immediately get this stuck in your head Clicking the headphones above will take you to a piece called Classical Curtains. I must warn you to click with care as in a month’s time you may still … Continue reading