Horoscope for Today
It’s been a strange and strangely busy week, so I’m posting something from my “Poems to be Trashed” Folder. It’s …
Author Archives: Todd
Conversation with my dead mom
Tomorrow is the fifth anniversary of my mom’s death. As I’ve said before, watching her take her final breaths was …
The During
A few days ago, near Moab, Utah, a popular and iconic red rock pinnacle collapsed while no one watched. At …
This Just In
Inspired by scientific research, discovery, rediscovery and undiscovery, and maybe a touch of cynicism. It’s OK to make fun of …
Let’s eat soup by the pool in rain
Free-form Friday! Today’s poem is inspired by Irish-American novelist and playwright, J.P. Donleavy, who said, “When I die I want …
Broken Glass on a Waffle
Having breakfast at a busy diner is one of life’s pleasures. Taking notes and posting them here is another. – …
Bountiful Hours & He is Probably in Baltimore
Not that I’ve tapped into your webcam or anything, but leave your loose change between those ugly couch cushions. Today, …
Well, you can tell by my gait …
Today is brought to you by another evening of pool floating and over-thinking. Internet radio played old stuff, but I …
Who Chooses to Die Alone in a Hotel Room?
This stream-of-consciousness piece was written after hearing about the death of guitar great, Johnny Winter. I’m saying the poem isn’t …
Unfortunate Animals in Early 70s Popular Music
After floating in the pool while listening to internet radio this weekend, I offer the first of several postulates as …
Mapping the Edge 