Inverse Dementia
If demise, why not a disease like Inverse Dementia? Imagine: your thoughts, imperceptibly at first, a shuffle-step quicker, your mind, somehow, progressively li...
If demise, why not a disease like Inverse Dementia? Imagine: your thoughts, imperceptibly at first, a shuffle-step quicker, your mind, somehow, progressively li...
This was written for the occasion of Wendy Morton’s 77th birthday, celebrated last night at Planet Earth Poetry. As was so apparent at last evening’s standing r...
One year ago today, my friend Connie passed away. This poem, published in emerge 17, SFU’s Writer’s Studio Anthology, was written for Connie. I never showed it ...
Blessed are the unassuming: for theirs is the kingdom of gratitude. Blessed are the rivers: for they shall carry away the burning boats of sorrow.Blessed ...