Five Fleas Itchy Poetry

  Smoking My father’s eyes flash lava and his pipe erupts with smoke and ash. Volcanic smoke dims life and hope. One ...

finding one’s lost self cue the tiny violin ~Peter Jastermsky umbilical cord she releases the rest of him ~Peter ...

  chagas screw worm and bad teeth ~dan smith AI Theology- its thoughts of God are of itself ~dan smith ...