mowing mindfully

check the gas plenty in the tank brush the debris sweep into the trash roll the mower to the driveway hands clutched to its handle bend over, forgot my belt peep show for the neighbors who don’t seem to mind my behind the smell of blades ready for the beheading juices my inner Lecter pull… Continue reading mowing mindfully


Bounce Back

I’ve taken fists to my face and slaps to my psyche I don’t give a shit if you hate me or like me I drove on through two basic trainings – both of them aces I’ve been houseless and homeless but I’ve never been faceless I’ve ridden the highs of manic elation I’ve heard false… Continue reading Bounce Back