Jan 10, 2022Member-onlyA Bronx Fire a Poem or a Prayer?Bronx fire kills 19 people, 9 of them are children Swirls of fire — smoke is undetected and the deep sleep will go on forever.Nothing sacred about this — nothing that I can find. Sinkholes and quicksand where love once stood strong, once upon a time. Swirls of fire and…Bronx2 min readBronx2 min read
Jan 10, 2022Member-onlyLiving in a Bizarro Worldor Smile You’re on Candid Camera We live in a time where I keep expecting to walk into a room and be greeted by, “Smile, you’re on candid camera!.” The world makes no sense to me and I am 55 years old. I have see a lot of shit in…Unemployed3 min readUnemployed3 min read
Dec 31, 2021Member-onlyOh Betty...Oh Betty, I never got the chance to meet you. I thought you would hold out a little longer until I would be well known enough to get an…Betty White1 min readBetty White1 min read
Dec 30, 2021Member-onlyGetting OlderOne Way Streets, Blind Spots and Earfros When I was younger, so much younger than today… I was arrogant, judgmental and self important. I would be disgusted by what seemed to me to be a human giving in to aging and laziness. Be it the comb over to hide any…Forty4 min readForty4 min read
Dec 28, 2021Member-onlyThat Lucky Old Sun (Revised)A sense of self imposed apartheid; bars on my window and chains on my door, visible to myself, to others they are non existent, there are no restraints. With every sunrise there is a sunset… A sunset like a fallen curtain with only echoes of love in his ears. …Life Lessons2 min readLife Lessons2 min read
Dec 28, 2021Member-onlyConey IslandA stroll along the boardwalk, a glimpse out towards the sea, aromas blowing in from the beach, stirs memories so close, yet just out of reach. Walking in character, playing the role A psychological mess looking to become part of the side show. I sit down on an empty bench…Time Travel3 min readTime Travel3 min read
Dec 28, 2021Member-onlyConey IslandA stroll along the boardwalk, a glimpse out towards the sea, aromas blowing in from the beach, stirs memories so close, yet just out of reach. Walking in character, playing the role A psychological mess looking to become part of the side show. I sit down on an empty bench…Time Travel3 min readTime Travel3 min read
Dec 27, 2021Member-onlyEar HairWhen I was younger, so much younger than today… I was arrogant, so full of judgment and self importance. I would be disgusted by what seemed to me to be a human giving in to aging and laziness. …Getting Old3 min readGetting Old3 min read
Dec 22, 2021Member-onlyThriller? Mystery or a Nightmare?There was a car parked, a teenage boy and girl inside it with the windows fogged up and soft music playing. It was one thirty two in the morning, there were coyotes somewhere in the area, crickets singing in unison and clouds were shadowing the moon that was trying in…Mystery9 min readMystery9 min read
Dec 21, 2021Member-onlyEmpty Cup of CoffeeThere is something about a fresh cup of coffee. I can recall being in the crib, hearing my father stirring a cup with a spoon (He always stirred it to the tune of ‘Shave and a Haircut’), and then hearing the spoon falling onto the counter. I would climb out…Coffee3 min readCoffee3 min read
