EAST STREET

unashamed smoky alleys, rock walls overlook back porch squatters   pigeons wary of a changing breeze and strangers without wings garble a frightened message taking flight   barred windows, forgotten garbage, and bells ringing, signal the top of the hour;   for some the end, others, late for dinner

LEANING

On or about town the luxury of disregarding depravity   As the eyes choke out the heart.   It was once a dream place a song matching every mood until tears stirred the soul awake   grasping for a rope before drowning back into the stream   of civilization with rumbling feet pointing   to … More LEANING