Original Poem: South Loudon Street, Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Pretty amazing to share space with the remarkable Diane Seuss (Pulitzer Prize winner, folks) and be part of The Blue Mountain Review, an absolute top tier journal I've admired for…
Pretty amazing to share space with the remarkable Diane Seuss (Pulitzer Prize winner, folks) and be part of The Blue Mountain Review, an absolute top tier journal I've admired for…
So, I wrote this poem exactly one year ago, today -- and it's now live, via Remington Review (their summer issue is free & live: check it out HERE; I…
Big thanks to Flash Fiction Magazine for publishing "In My Cups," a short, sad piece that serves as a companion piece of sorts to yesterday's poem. In My Cups When…
Chester Higgins has been using his extraordinary talents for decades to document America (the cities, the country, and all the people who populate it) and the wider world (check out…
So many contemporary pols—particularly right wingers—seem to acknowledge that throwing red meat to the tigers they ride will eventually be insufficient, their half-hearted embrace of the bullshit they spew seen…
As part of the ever-evolving 1455 adventure, in 2019 I began spending considerable time in Winchester, VA. I loved being somewhere where you could hear (and sometimes see) the train…
Abandoned dog lying on the ground This is a sad poem about a sad situation (and one we're all familiar with, as it doesn't just pertain only to our canine…
America has always been a cauldron of inconsistencies; so often in our history we’ve ended up with brilliance, tolerance, and progress only after every other option has been exhausted. We’re…