Miss L say

Brown hair grows maybe it’s the pills I don’t known miss L say “ It’s bad for women;” I’m a man with hair everywhere. It’s to early: riddles, common sense, that’s uncommon with hospital visits; she goes in “don’t worry” your- self, “men like thick hair.” Conclusion I don’t know about pills common sense, or…

Damn Cold Right Outside My Door

Outside, it turned colder, colder still because of the coming night. The nights here, like the days, were full of snow and darker ice. But, somewhere, elsewhere, my wife, and life, are waiting, not patiently. More Wednesday Poetry Prompts posts @ WD Wednesday Poetry Prompt: 251 More WD Poetic Form Challenge @ WD Poetic Forms:…

stress who

stress. i have no stress. . . unless you count life as a stress. like: 1. death i work to not die. in the end — death 2. my wife 3. money 4. money i’m poor. so poor 5. eating 6. exercising 7. life life. i was supposed to die. a million times before. now…