Lines Scribbled on the Gate of Hell

Two poems of mine are up at the Hell Gate Review. One is entitled "When the Rain Comes" and the other is called "The Millennials," a shout-out of sorts for today's generation of which I am a part. I prefer that term to Generation (or Gen) Y, unless you want to say Generation Why? But that's not much better. The "Millennials" has much more of a, well, millennialist tone to it.