Long Crawdad Poems

The generous character-carried-by them good-old-girls-and boys down-home country-copper-
roof-all filled-up-silos-wheat-turbines waiting ready outside the barn deer-skins pegged down 
low the greater-story askant-of curiosity carrying the pureness of a child as to why... . 
Smoked-up hickory-honey-bubbling bacon...

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And so, the homeless have a stake
somehow, the Lord of angels states
to do it unto me ~ my sake
offensiveness I can remake!

A tone, a gesture of impede
a beating by a Mayor's heed
"out of my town",...

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We ran through shallow waters and we would chase the dead, Where little shadows ran backwards, hiding under rocks           but in the tunnel, there were...

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A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE MALL

A funny thing happened on the way to the mall
It came in the form of a really odd call
My smart phone rang and answered itself
And began...

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I’m from toy cars and mismatched Barbie shoes.
I’m from bike races down the one road where no unpadded limb was safe.
I’m from a Sunday carpool and Tom Thumb slushies in Florala.
I’m from the twang of...

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Lived in Tyler when I was ten
And not too far from my home
Was a creek in an open field
I often played there alone

The creek was very low one day
There was a funny mud mound
It made...

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We witches in training all chose a familiar.
It was the rule at the School of the Transvillar.
I chose a gray bat with a broken wing.
Taylor selected a crawdad that could sing.

Molly picked a toad with...

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