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One Bottle one bottle caught in a moment’s spew of anger: five cents becomes diamonds on the sidewalk, in the after-noon’s ..

A poem just for the kids...

Extraordinary Escapism Today I sit at my ordinary New York office desk, but… I take my blanket into the Pennsylvania mountain wildernes..

I hope this makes you laugh... that you can see them, as I saw...

The side of a hill is not ugly. Bony tree fingers and their pronged shadows grasp for the last of life, reach their trusted rootings in the..

Inspired by a little kid's comments...

A futuristic story, located in a Wyoming County, NY small town. (In Wyoming County, NY, it is said there are more cows than people.)

Sneaking around in the woods is great fun...

For Abby

I wrote this poem for one specific friend, but it applies to all of you.