Open Letter to My Enemies
You’re so sexy when you’re mad at me.
The only thing that could make this scene sweeter
is if you start to cry.
Can I kiss you while you weep?
But wouldn’t you rather
laugh and howl and
rise and roar?
I had an opportunity to read a selection of my work at the Callanwolde Fine Arts Center recently in Atlanta, Georgia. While inside this magnificent venue, the permeation of pure poetry pours through one’s blood. It’s an inviting experience. The audio from my set is up here on SoundCloud.The first poem I read at the event was published this week on the Dissident Voice Sunday Poetry Page. “Spinning Sensations” appears at this link.
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