Lo Specchio e La Spugna

  You start out in 1954 by saying, "N****r, N****r, N****r." By 1968 you can't say "N****r"—that hurts you. Backfire...

They are extremely not politically correct. Read them here .  

  Apparently I've written it. A poem about urban development and renewal is up at Class Collective . It was inspired by my times catchin...

  Two poems up at the Dope Fiend Daily. One political , one abusive , figure out which one is which! I'd warn about strong language, but...

Now that I've got that out of the way, here's two poems for you all to read in the Trouvaille Review. The first is called A Pause Af...

Wow, I’ve spent so long talking about who I think shouldn’t win and there’s little space to say who should get the nomination. I guess based...

Here is where I begin my analysis of the candidates in the race and try to convince my fellow Americans, why there are only two people worth...

He's above the blue hoodie Of course it had to snow. As Bernie Sanders would put it, we got Vermont weather in honor of his visit to...

After my first night on the train I woke up to North Dakota in all its broad splendor.  Sure, there were plenty of cereal crops across the h...

The next leg of my trip was the longest (not counting my flight back from Seattle). The Empire Builder left Chicago and Carlo, one of the at...