Our angry little poem for today: Intended to Offend

Intended to Offend

While conservative thought
Remains childlike
Oxymorons hardly a rarity

The genuine progressive
Continues as rare
Confuses justice with charity

So we embrace the offensive
As refreshingly bright
No need to hide out in parody

And eagerly wait
For those next ugly words
Grateful for the clarity?



Two Sentence Story: Half




Yeah, she was white hot bright and fun crazy too, but, frankly, quite distant – almost translucent, as if some mindless turn on the journey to find herself left her lost in thought.  While disaster was assured, I couldn’t help thinking, “Half the fun is getting there.”