lost & found in flyover country

mostly poems. published weekly.

  • The One in Which the City Council Strips Funding for a New Park from the Budget

    I know I’ve seen his face before, seen him in the company of men like himself and he was not so tall then,… More.

  • Standing Army

    To keep a standing army is to tacitly acknowledge that you have divided the world into haves and have-nots and must now employ… More.

  • Long View

    Darling, you should see the view from up here. So vast it is, I can look out on the horizon and see beyond tomorrow’s… More.

  • House of Dreams

    I grew up in a house backed by acres of woods. So much dreaming, then, amid the milkweed and the cattails. On a trip… More.

  • I Miss Joe Bagaent

    He’s been gone for a couple years now, and I continue to look to him for the courage to say and do what… More.

  • Going Quiet

    I’m taking the blog into the dark for a while. I may or may not resurface. I may or may not have all… More.

  • Book Burning

    This life needs a bonfire, all these books in need of burning, all this burning in need of a pit of raw earth… More.

  • Doing the Gig or Doing the Flyers

    “Where we had the most control was at the gigs. So the idea was to get people to the gig. We had divided… More.

  • Disconnect

    The band is powered up and ready to go, the big PA on tall poles and amps stacked and cords snaking across the stage… More.

  • 4th of July

    Hey, baby. More.