Sy Johnson: RIP
Sean MurphyLet’s face it. There were few human beings who could give Charles Mingus what he...
August 2002 – August 2022: Sanctuary
I visited my mother’s grave the first several years for the same reason I used...
August 2002 – August 2022: Three Poems
The Things Prepping for a Colonoscopy Procedure Prepares You For… The pre-procedure, a to-do list...
August 2002 – August 2022: Gifts & Blessings
i. August 2002 – August 2022 Twenty years. I’m of course of a certain age...
For My Mother on Her Birthday
I’m scared, I said. “It’s okay,” she said. “You know I’ll never leave you, right? I...
Please Talk about Me When I’m Gone
MY MOTHER EVENTUALLY became acquainted with the white-walled world of procedures and all that happens—before,...
Roger Waters: Shining On
There are so many musicians I admire, a smaller circle I adore, a smaller one...
Original Poem: Chet Baker’s Smog
It remains a blessing for this writer to find publications that “get” him –and what...
Original Poem: Ghost Poem
I’m always appreciative of the great work Washington Writers’ Publishing House does, and if you’re...
Original Poem: South Loudon Street, First Sustained Frost
Big thanks to Plum Tree Tavern for publishing two of my poems in their latest...