Like a fist, a slap on wet meat. a raw dog, always starved, always hunting for the victory. Can never surrender. Bone thin. angels of stone, hunching forward, never pleading for mercy, triumph or death. The probability that we may fail in the struggle ought not to deter us from the support of a cause … Continue reading Soldiers of Ukraine

By John Lennon Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today, I Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace … Continue reading Imagine

Risk and blood. That haunted empty feeling when I took you. Your close-set emotionless eyes, imagining vistas. Did you see your heaven? A stroke so quick you could feel no pain, just the green haze. Perhaps a stab of light. I feel for you, but I will eat you anyway, my little chicken, my roasted … Continue reading Hen

Amber grain, weathered faces lined with the long sleep. They could not love you. No hope left inside. An empty hall of strangers. No meeting of eyes. They are shredded and ragged. Torn and fatal. They are like thorny fields of pot shards stacked to the end of the sea, slow and deep, sunken, like … Continue reading Ukraine

Gurgling in the belly, the song of hunger. Squinting into the sun, buckled in the speeding car, measuring life, smelling time, I hunch over with feeble coughs, sniffing, wheezing, hacking out gobs of mucous, like a man does, then falling through the darkness I understand the relevance of God, for some, like flowing through dreams … Continue reading Gurgling