Feeling Safe in the unpredictable world of United States

  First a poem on this. It is not a good one but does gun toting require or inspire good poetry? Denial   Nothing ever charmed us more Than feeling safe   We send our sons and guns ¬†ashore Then send our missiles, jets and drones To make it safe.   We crossed out ¬†maps…

Glue: another poem

Glue   Did you ever break Something you could not lose, Did you ever make Something you could not use? Do you know the frame The one atop our hearth, The one we left behind When our ‘palace’ kissed the earth. I saw it landing where Our sisters’ dolls had wed, That is where I…