This BE Our Verse. My parents did a good one on me, with alcohol and adultery. I was lost when their marriage sank, like a refugee from the West Bank. Being stateless can be liberating despite the dictating and berating. It can lead you on to truthfulness, if you are only willing to confess, as…

Morning Haiku – 6

Stopped, waiting, watching, in stationary old car, for June eve’s red nights. Inspired by the Song “3 Red Lights” by Underheaven.