If we were to begin again, I want to believe our tragedies would remain fantastic episodes in books, our lives’ favoring mercies over martyrdom
Our young women, our young men would live as elders, know successions of stories, lift spoons up to the mouths of babes never fed in tribute to a half-hoofed king
If we were to begin again, I want to believe we’d make a human convoy marching until our ankles bled holding her safely to the labyrinth’s end
I am a father, writer, and podcaster living along the Front Range, Colorado. My poems appear in The Dewdrop, Sonder Midwest, Tejascovido, Langdon Review of the Arts in Texas, Texas Poetry Assignment; and in print anthologies The Senior Class: 100 Poets on Aging (Lamar University Press), Lone Star Poetry: Championing Texas Verse, Community, and Hunger Relief, and Moonstone Arts' 30th Annual Poetry Ink. I produce The Phantom Script (a poetry podcast).
https://shows.acast.com/the-phantom-script
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