Back

I just got back From a beautiful requiem. I’m not sure what died But I’m back now. And I am remembering how, As a teenager I would come home late, Drunk as a skunk and, Quiet as a moth walking up the screen Toward the light, I would tiptoe up the stairs and Collapse on …

Climate change

Remember those mischievous monkeys? They decided to begin dismantling civilization. They had the power because chaos was close. And all they had to do was help it a little. But first they decided to talk to a human being And ask a few questions. They found a man picking his nose And reading a book …