There’s a place where I don’t exist
Sometime in the past
Sometime in future
And sometimes
in the moment
Tag Archives: Self
Poem: The Unseen Pieces
I am unconditional
What I give of myself
I give to others freely
Except those pieces
That I keep for myself
Poem: Route 66
There is peace on these American roads
Stretches of no man’s land
Where there used to be family farms
Before the banks foreclosed
And the family moved to California
To join the Joads in chasing the dream