Tag: creative writiing

The Conqueror

And I ran for miles I ran through blackened fields hissing Below my scarred feet, through dirt roads Sidelined by progress and the advent Of the telephone and the cultivated rose And I ran for being here We remember In our bones if not…

This World is Open

We have these stories about the perfect place. That first Biblical story of the land of love and fruit created in the image of the fruit-maker, the lover of all things sensory, all things finite and mortal. Potential blossomed on the vines trailing across…

Intersection

193rd E. Ave. & Admiral 5:45 p.m., Monday, Jan. 20, 2014 Route 66 feeds into Tulsa here, County Line Road  to some, where rural exhausts the city, A passive crossroad, nodding its head In the early evening, one block south Of the radiator rising…

In Dead Grass

In the field of dead Johnson grass, The red-winged blackbird landed. It swayed the desert-colored stalks With its weight, then held its place. Like a swollen tick plucked from a dog Then dropped, it did not move. From this distance, I could not see…