It Was Love at First Haiku

Maria told me to contact you When you were fresh back from El Salvador And perhaps needing another shoulder to lean on After re-entering this meshugah militarized greed culture There we sat at a table…

Dear Monseñor

Last week in Writing to Wake Up, a topic proposed was: “Write a letter to someone (in)famous in history, someone really dastardly, or someone really inspiring.”   Dear Monseñor You were right You were/are resurrected…