Red Tin Noodles

I may have killed a toad or two in my day. Twenty thousand egg men got in my way. Besides, they’ve got those warts, and bulbous thighs, of sorts. They’re not as smooth as frogs … Read more

Pray to Poe for stimulus. Pray to God for apathy. Well wishers and strap holders insinuate in blankness, attack in sleep’s deep hold the webs of forlorn conscience, the broken bridges of neglect. Cross the … Read more

  Abandoned old goats hover at the bus stop and the food lines, waiting for some release. The one who spreads the most relief is known to all as Kilo Gramma. She sells small pieces … Read more

Thinking about signing a petition calling for a desperate rendition, overcoming our present condition, living as we do in this perdition. All of those who’ve signed it with a tear tend on short notice to … Read more

I was parched, but from my perch I saw a peach. My body arched, I made a lurch, ’twas out of reach. And then my wise old owl friend let out a hoot, reminding me … Read more

Russia’s orchestrating a new US civil war. And we are recreating Archie Bunker. On one side are gathering the immigrants and poor. On the hill the rich protectors hunker. There’s screaming and crying all over … Read more

Is the dandelion a flower, herb or weed? The answer could be strictly in the beholder’s eye. One thing that’s for sure, it’s got a light and fuzzy seed. Windy days can see a haze … Read more

I moved my king two squares and he fell off the world. The queen did scream, of course. She’d just had her hair curled. It was a shocking scene of gravity, a startling moment of … Read more

The small window had a curtain made of checkered blue pajamas. Outside, in the verdant hills, there lingered packs of llamas. It might be South America, it might be Mexico. Judging by our only view, … Read more

The body politic has gotten very sick. It’s almost ripped from torsion. There’s rape and incest on the right. It might need an abortion. But on the scene the zygote team amasses for protection, their … Read more

I love to slug a baseball. And I sometimes slug a drink. But, slug, I do find your name odd, for a shell-less gastropod. Though I do like your Martian eyes that hide away at … Read more

Sarah Sanders tells offhanders like they were the truth. She has turned the white house pressroom to a lying booth. Not to say she’s not okay, but from her ugly mouth, lies just fly like … Read more

A blower doesn’t make leaves leave. Just parks them under different trees. And like the ancient plow and harrow has made antique the old wheelbarrow. Leaves are piled into high rises, leaving ground free for … Read more

He only breathed his fire in situations dire. He really was a gentle mate, despite his movie mental state. A monster can be less than fun when people shoot him with a gun. So, one … Read more