GO BACK TO YOUR OWN COUNTRY

We are odd creatures, aren’t we? With the same information, we come to absolute opposite conclusions. For instance, there are people who think these four women below in the news clip inserted, are the lunatic. idiotic, anti-American fringe, while there are those who believe that without these women, our planet, forget about our nation’s laws…

THE CHILDREN OF BLISS STREET

WRITTEN BY SCOTT UTLEY “STOOPS TO NUTS” WOODSIDE-QUEENS-NEW YORK CITY A WARM SPRING DAY IN APRIL,1972. BLISS STREET IS A VERITABLE BEEHIVE OF ACTIVITY. STICK BALL PLAYERS OUT CUSS EACH OTHER FOR ATTENTION. A FIRE ENGINE IN FULL THROTTLE SCREECHES UP THE STREET WHILE VARIOUS NEIGHBORS CONVERSE FROM ONE APARTMENT WINDOW TO THE OTHER. THERE…

MOON BEING

Part of my face is an immense crater. It is here I spend all my free time, sitting beside myself sipping tea on the lips of my cheek bones.  We talk endlessly about your perfection; what a profound  defect of character that is.  We then respond ad infinitum. We compare notes. We laugh, cry, and wistfully whine,  sitting…

A FINE, FINE DAY

Let lovers be born upon holy ground on this fine, fine, day. May they grow happy, healthy and free. Let there be peacemakers born onto this earth on this grand, grand, day. May they follow the footsteps of Jesus, Gandhi, and King. Let there be shamans born into this world on this most spectacular of…