Collaboration with Aticus Abey   Stuck in Alt-Delete tonightOh Lord! I’m stoned againWithout ice for my Maker’s MarkRollin dice playing ParchisiOne step in frontTwo steps backGhosts laughIt has always been this wayBut I tryOh lord I try!To make a better selfTo...

Chantal strutted onto the patio, glided down the stone steps, threw her lady-bundle onto the sun lounger, and faced the camera. The sun lit up her burnt sienna hair, accentuating her crème caramel extensions. She raised her arms and...

I've written beforeabout the chatter that fills our headsall day long.Now here's the question:If you can hear the voice,who is doing the talking?Which one are youthe speaker,or the listener?

mellowing out I ease into the eveningholding tight to my soulwith blessings to my readersrelax exhale, breath inhalefeel the rhythm of the nightsurrender to its emotionkind is midnightthe world becomes silent for a momentholding its breaththen moves forward towards...