Mazurkas – Jo Ann Baldinger
Wednesday, July 10, 2013 8:54 — 3 Comments
My first husband had bones like a Russian ballet star
Bone Chill – James Brantingham
Tuesday, July 2, 2013 22:51 — 1 Comment
The bone chill factor    5 below on the chatter scale
Babies or Books – J. Oscar Franzen
Tuesday, June 25, 2013 11:58 — 0 Comments
The first kid would cost me
Pantoum: Miles Away Gray – Danny Earl Simmons
Tuesday, May 14, 2013 13:48 — 0 Comments
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide – Rudyard Kipling
Political Reporting – Nick Ravo
Tuesday, May 7, 2013 12:37 — 2 Comments
I was drunk on television once; no one noticed except a pumpkin hair-do, blonde, cute, primly seated next to me on a meet-the-media set. She smiled and said I looked relaxed. We fired at a governor running for senator who had married a president’s daughter. He lost because he received a massage by a former Miss Virginia with a pumpkin hair-do, blonde, cute, at the Pierre Hotel in New York. The winner was a famous football coach’s son, but he later blew his chances for reelection by calling blacks ‘ca-cas’. By then, the former Miss Virginia had posed for Playboy. I never appeared on […]
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
