

This is the first poem I wrote for the ‘New Beginnings’ poetry challenge sponsored by 451 Press Poets…
Our shapes are soft. Our edges round. The boxes will morph, and keep us bound. They will push…
So, what say you?
Wiley Petersen Pro Bull Rider aboard the bull, Bells Blue, of McCoy Ranches during the Professional Bull Riders…
Sometimes, in this cruel world lives don’t seem to matter. Hearts can be easily broken while evil crushes…
“To live is Christ, to die is gain”, what? How is that? It seems to me that death…