by pbsartist | May 20, 2024 | OPENstudio
memory messes me up I had to go back to the days in which brothers teased sister had to hold hand come along neighborhood boys rode furiously past carelessly taunting now I know simply full of wonder mystery unsolved frustrated to not know so much I had to go back for...
by pbsartist | May 18, 2024 | OPENstudio
we wrote them in chalk back in the day white only always broken a nub clutched in nubby fingers lines we called words in and amongst the hop scotch double dutch four square yesterday still there isn’t vision an amazing thing awe-full truly I mean awe filled...
by pbsartist | May 16, 2024 | OPENstudio
to let: allow give permission take for rent at the exact center of my life a watershed of before spilling like a wedding dress train of royalty or a red carpet walked upon forward the unknown equally spilled unforeseeable anticipation not unlike birth though it was...
by pbsartist | May 14, 2024 | OPENstudio
colors canvas paper brush the long sweep of hog-bristle touched with bits of bitumen delight awe wonder disbelief leading a tangled course across blank page until order falls away begins again starts anew pen ink paper hope tied up in years experience nestled...
by pbsartist | May 12, 2024 | OPENstudio
the extra space up the space where punctuation taught in grammar school grandmother rapped knuckles to comply an extra space where once a comma a period perhaps or maybe a semicolon if you were brave would sit I myself left nothing no period none of that comma and...
