June 11, 2025
When chips are down, which is your goal: to save your skin, or save your soul?
It’s no small thing To blaze your trail To take a swing To set your sail To charge the breach
If someone wants to gain respect, it helps to first have learned Respect that lasts is never bought, but rather
The greatest ideas Do not spring from screens; r Rely on your mind To know what life means.
I will not let computers choose the order of the words I use. I will not cede the thoughts I
I like to hope my final thought Won’t be about the stuff I’ve bought Or jokes I’ve made or clothes
My poems are composed in pursuit of a vision where rhymes are combined with harmonic precision for life is too
If the internet broke from a glitch or a curse, I’m no longer sure that our lives would be worse.
An editor’s a predator to all our perfect prose, but sometimes change helps best arrange the sterling words we chose.