To a Friend Who When I Asked How She Was After The Pulse Massacre Replied, “Just shoot me too.”

          Will you smile real pretty when I pull the trigger? Will you let a squadron of dragonflies carry you By your nipples and hair into a green forgetful sky By your toes, your nose, the white fuzz on your ears? You will forget the red and blue years Sailing a […]


WE Greater has one who gives the little he has Than one who gives from plenty For one gives from abundance and has more, while the other Has nothing, yet gives– This isn’t the widow’s mite, giving to a temple or church But living the Light of Life, healing The sick and poor– We, the […]