Vol : Writing

HERE YA GO

HERE YA GO

A Poem by Vol


HERE YA GO I don’t know man, I was just sittin’ an’ thinkin’ about some of what changes when you..
STRAWBERRY fIELDS

STRAWBERRY fIELDS

A Poem by Vol


STRAWBERRY FIELDS I sometimes did an experiment with my students because perspective is everything, well, except for the lies we t..
COFFEE

COFFEE

A Poem by Vol


COFFEE Slow sip of steam and bitter brown. Ahh! Coffee! Out here in what’s left of the farm, in the garden she planted for me, i..
COBS

COBS

A Poem by Vol


Cobs The old man sat in a worn chair, leaned a little to the right, his shirt coffee stained, and tobacco turned the cracks near his..
A DREAM

A DREAM

A Poem by Vol


The darkened sun floats above ominous clouds, so my morning coffee has a harder job in the den where the lights are off. Sh..
CLUMSY OAFS

CLUMSY OAFS

A Poem by Vol


CLUMSY OAF The author said, in her people’s wisdom, that no Native language has a cognate for “human” as separ..
CLARITY

CLARITY

A Poem by Vol


On the beach, when the sky is bright with the blue of nothing but light, distance softens in the iridescent haze. Purple coquina peek from ..
CHRONOS

CHRONOS

A Poem by Vol


The railroad clock in the hall just the other side of my doorhas a pendulum that ticks witha whisper when you first lay down,nestling into th..
CHAT NOIR

CHAT NOIR

A Poem by Vol


CHAT NOIR This chair is a little soft in the middle, and musty… fits the book of Flannery O’Conner short stories I&rsquo..
THANKS, D.H.

THANKS, D.H.

A Poem by Vol


"Reality Doesn’t Exist Until We Measure It,Quantum Experiment Confirms,” or so they’d have us believe. Measure withwhat"I&rsqu..