Hate is?

Hate is like a piece of yeast. It permeates and puffs up with satisfaction It says, “I am right!” I hold truth! I carry all knowledge! I will rebuke! It wipes its mouth with a napkin And still the juice runs Hate dripping off chins Spilling over into diaper bins And storefront shelves Magazine covers,…

Honky-Tonk?

  My friend Charlie has a huge white rooster that sparked my attention of late. Yes, her henhouse has caused me to write a story a time or two. While meditating on a blog post about light, Charlie sent a comment to me in an email about her rooster named Honky that I could not…