– haiku # 33 –

One soul is happy because I acted with thought, with care, and with love. D.J. Whisenant

‘[esta semana santa]’ by Barbara Jane Reyes

I found this piece in a book my friend Vickey gave to me before she moved out of town. The poem spoke to me because of how raw and disturbing it is and what it says about humanity at times. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. it is the season of […]

Love escapes execution… love escapes extinction.

– haiku # 32 –

She goes forth today, making Lakewood her kingdom… making life her bitch. D.J. Whisenant

– has to exist –

Justice has to exist. We would not know the bitter flavor labeled unfairness if there was not a sweet fruit named justice. Please inform me why… why more than ever we’re being served rotted helpings of unjust actions – punishment against the innocent, condemnation towards the helpless, disdain directed at the unique – where are […]

– rain on my own parade –

Drip drop all over the town… splish splash all over the damn county. This is meant to be a celebration, right? No floats, no marching band, no lawnchairs lined down the street… just a melancholic march down Elm Street. D.J. Whisenant