The Set of Modernistic Identities — Flash creative nonfiction and/or prose poem We get up and have coffee. We shower or not. Have that run or not. Turn on the TV or radio or other background noise. We drive to work or school or the grocery. We say ‘hi how are you’ and ‘im good’ […]
Tag: prose poem
Iris of the babbling brook Loquacia
Iris of the babbling brook Loquacia A checkerboard pattern of climbing vines says ‘no, this is where it’s at, like it or not’, and in a moment without thought, we follow. There are vases of flowers and strange galleries in a house of shifting construction, there are bears riding bicycles in the streets of Toledo and […]
Lost in Mist 