It’s Cold Outside
It’s cold outside I think I’ll wait another day to say what I feel today I cannot think and feel
Category: poetry
Voices That Speak of Dread
I walk with voices that speak of dread Surviving death blows inside my head All the while my feet are
Voices of Littlefield: The Farmer’s Market
It’s as if Christ took a shot and karma and missed. But since it was Christ the judge said case
We Had Issues
She pretends to see me but when she hears me I see anxiety in her skin Does my impression
Mother, Daughter, Husband
Wife: This isn’t the first time you’ve raised the question And just like the last time I let it be
Malrow Winslow Tyler
Malrow Winslow Tyler is a fictitious coffee house entertainer in his mid fifties. He eeks out a living traveling a
The Golden Voice
The Golden Voice by RJ Hoffman A voice recorded, stored alive cackles to coffins and creaking cauldrons, with lines
The Guy Who Fixes My Car
Amy’s just walking but he’s just talking hey now, she’s wondering, we were walking with no one talking what went
Tripartite
A pigeon that gathers in the alley I’ve thrown him crumbs someone must have scared too much to trust me
