Communal Waste

  Farmers’ Market       Writing to survive writing to stay alive to stave off intensity   you put a stick in the shit and sent it   you put ...

                                           ' Capitalism is the virus'   Under the low concrete roof of the bridge in a shelter the s...

  Let go of the horrors today. Real or not, they just don’t help. Moving forwards with grace and dignity. The power is in us all. To be kind...

  Garden of Infinity   The cac cac cacophony of a magpie, temperate, humid dawn of grey clouds closed curtains uncertainty everywhere life s...

  In the green folds where we lay star light from creation reflects base ideas that explode in the sky at once jettisoned and refused real p...

  Is that smoke over there on the horizon signals forming words in the sky un-folding grey balloons of matter a warning signal to guide us t...

  A Short Poem About Living   Take each day as it comes they say open your eyes look around don’t forget to breathe ah welcome fellow travel...