Categories
Random Posts
- Cycling: a luneWhen you start things seem a lot easier than they are: you wake up each morning with a smile and positive attitude, a clear goal …
- When history’s sad lessons failWhen history’s sad lessons fail to find their place in memory’s halls and social constructs name their grail progress alone, foundations fall. Progress to where, …
- Here is the CrossroadsHere is the crossroads where you finally know you’re too old to say you’ll die young. It’s early summer; fall’s on the horizon. Your spring …
- Cycling: a lune
Recent Comments
- Irene on Some ancient affirmations
- Rekha on No More Sad Weepings of Regret
- Novena on Wake Up: sonetto rispetto
- John on On the Veranda: serenade
Subscribe
Join 298 other subscribersMeta
Tag Archives: un-love
Response to the next table over
I think I feel my stomach turn to hear you from our seats; but I cannot turn off my ears to block your hurtful speech. I wonder, have you any clue just how much I despise that vacuous, self-serving look … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged bigotry, conversation, NaPoWriMo, public decency, tolerance, un-love
Leave a comment