Monthly Archives: May 2019

I’m very happy with how the songs stood on their own, without the melodies. Voetica Poetry Spoken — Read on voetica.com/voetica.php

Their great-grandmother… Their great great grandmother…

(After Ferlinghetti Turned 100) I used to know things. Not in a boastful way, but with the certitude of youth. The kind that leans into unpopular truths just to test the echo. I was, perhaps, popular for being unpopular—a familiar … Continue reading →

I’ve never really stopped to consider who the first author was. I suppose I always knew it was knowable—I just didn’t know it.Hmm. Knowable. That implies some things are unknowable. And that seems true enough. But now I’m wondering: what … Continue reading →

1. My friends are gone, my hair is gray, I ache in the places where I used to play- Leonard Cohen, Tower of Song 2. I wanna be safe, safer than I am now- Ilya Anderson, Personal 3. Second floor … Continue reading →