One Poem. One Planet. April 6, 2017

On this first night of war
our generals speak of love

One Poem. One Planet. April 4, 2017

There are people whose job
it is to pull bodies from rubble

How We Live Now

Tonight I can finally see the moon is a yellow boat capsizing in deep blue fear is worse when you do not see the face of those you fear   What is the worst thing? What is beyond… Read More