Jukebox Friday
It’s the last Friday of June, National Pride Month. I couldn’t resist a jukebox poem to get everyone ready to…
The Jezzies
I’m ecstatic that my horror short “The Jezzies” was published this week in The Last Girls Club‘s sizzling Sex Worker…
Topless Thursday
White bralette of clouds holds the bosom in the sky. I take my daily X-ray without a vest, and ask…
Modern-Day Sirens: Michelle Zauner
Have you heard of Japanese Breakfast? It’s a band fronted by the modern-day siren and New York Bestselling author, Michelle…
Grocery Store Diary #2
I realized that strange things happen in grocery stores and that these silly stories might well bring joy to others,…
Keep Her Safe
Punctures, strangleholds Nobody likes her angry Won’t do what she’s told. © 2022 | K.Hartless A haiku for my own healing.…
Forgotten Combination
This Petite Pen was written for a brevity contest on AllPoetry~20 words or less. If you feel inspired, I’d love…
New Music Monday-June 27, 2022
Originally posted on Songshine Sounds:
Grammy-nominated, Kenyan singer-songwriter J.S. Ondara released the first single from his highly anticipated third album, Spanish…
More Than These
More Than These More than Tita’s keysand the Ferris wheel birthmarkbelow my Havana Gold knee.More than secrecy,smoky Cohiba eyes,more than…
Do You Think?
Do you think you can tellthe knife from the gun,thick forest from seas,the ticks from the fleas,or are the details…
Showcase Saturday-June 24, 2022
This week’s showcase is a special pairing of art and sound. If you’ve never visited The Used Life, you simply…
Late Night Haiku
It’s that icky sort of evening when you realize your government has officially taken away your constitutional right to choose.…
Gold Panning
Bottom Out
45’s Forever
Originally posted on Songshine Sounds:
I’ve been wanting to share the joy of my 45’s collection with listeners. A rainy evening…
A Meadow Lark
The Forest’s Edge
I saw this painting on the top floor of the Louvre last summer, and she’s been sitting on my camera…
Cotton Picker
I don’t know whyI rememberthe claustrophobic cotton fieldsof the burning August South,stalks seven to eight feet high.I’m not Black,African-American,descendant of…
Our Father, Father’s Day
Past wooden tomes
on cobbled stones
to the mouth of the monastery
where caution signs and
masked lines lead
to baroquely painted ceilings,
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Live Poetry Reading
It was such a pleasure to attend part of the launch party for the anthology: Wounds I Healed: The Poetry…
Friday Night Jukebox
Mix together music, poetry, and angst and you’ve got? Friday Night Jukebox. A new bit where I write some free verse…
#1 Amazon Bestseller Wounds I Healed
Dear Readers, I am proud to announce that two of my poems: “A Period Piece,” and “The Woman” were both…
Musical Classified Ad
Flashback Friday #69 asks listeners to write a classified ad. using the title of a song like Depeche Mode did…
Fairytale Love
A dear friend of mine, Christina Howell, published a creative nonfiction article recently entitled True Love, Fairy Tales, and George…
Yard Sale of Thoughts 