Dragon Jean

Dragon Jean gave up his steam one year for Holy Lenten No smoke or flames for 40 days he vowed without lamentin’ And so he went each day of Lent and walked the streets of Brookshire To bow and greet most civilly, without a spark of spit fire Each face he met broke out...

Something Between

Something Between I once would go dancing and stay out all evening while the dead shook their heads in the sky ‘Til noon I would sleep while the Sun flashed through trees on the lids of my deep dreaming eyes Gut busting laughter, tears and disasters, wonder in...

A Child Will Play

A Child Will Play Beneath blue skies and bright white clouds In yellow fields or picnic grounds Backyard lawns on sunny days A child will play – of course he’ll play But also in the gray despair Of crumbled hopes and smokey air Among the ruin and putrid haze...

Shell

Just thinking the other day… if it seems like the walls are closing in on you – tighter each day. If you feel completely alone. If you’re tired of waking up from bright dreams only to find your nose against the same black, immovable wall.  If you’re...