This is a repost of a powerful poem by my late uncle John Gilmore, who was a US Marine in Vietnam, a substance-abuse counselor in civilian life, and a gifted poet in both realms. A[…]
Another beautiful poem by poet Ellie Hastings, also known as “inspiration” untitled by Ellie Hastings Beneath slick sheets his bones have begun to fray. Deep lies decay, thick as kudzu, the foreign seed that smothers.[…]
This week, a repost of one of my favorite poems by one of my favorite poets: untitled by Ellie Hastings We found the hill, the sepia stones, hard edges still damp with the ache of[…]
Concerning a Victim (ME) of the Mid-Century Persecutions: by Mitchell Chavis In the early mornings I drafted petitions concerning my “unmemorable demise.” To the local Chamber of Commerce, Bob Taft, the Demiurge of Americanism: Mickey[…]
