“A Ride with Ruggles”

This is a family heirloom passed down through my late Uncle Jack that regards a relative with the surname of Ford, the same as my middle name. It was found in a metal lockbox and my sister miracuously found the key amidst a hoarder’s paradise of numerous books and scattered effects. We hope to learn more aboutContinue reading ““A Ride with Ruggles””

“Dial P for Poem”

“The Thunderclown” The Thunderclown’s face Lies frozen in frown His faux d’orange skin’s Not naturally found With a bilious heart He’d send the ship down And this just because We’ve denied him the crown Our gunwales awash A gash in the bow Sails all torn up And twisted around He’d leave us to founder ThenContinue reading ““Dial P for Poem””

“Find Yourself First”

“Find Yourself First” While wending your way Through the parking garage And rolling into a tight turn Know that mirrors can blind, Distort and misguide, If you don’t stop to find yourself first. If you’re like me, then you find the convex parking garage mirrors, well, vexing (convexing?). I suspect they cause as many accidents asContinue reading ““Find Yourself First””