#10 The Confessor of Littlefield

Most humans learn to speak before they learn to wipe. Speaking proceeds from the need caused by the itch. Because you have an itch you have a self that concludes, “you need to wipe your ass.” It’s a nugget of knowledge that you stow away in your back pocket until you are older and you…

Scavengers

Seven swallows pecking seeds chasing chickadees and bickering A surly sparrow not necessarily the strongest but the meanest strikes back at the circle of others encroaching not him but whatever he is A mourning dove appears and with its zig zagged peck begins striking seeds and wallowing with the seven swallows then another dove arrives…

Bakers and Butchers

Bakers and Butchers Two voices loosely strung together, symbiotic each with unknown origins prying forward with the least resistance through the conundrum The faces of old historians are cupcakes, marshmallows cotton candy and meat chewing, spitting, clamoring figuring, weaving, blurring what is the denomination of higher concerns that compels us to incite the bakers and…

The One Who Taught You Everything

The One Who Taught You Everything by RJ Hoffman I’m the One who taught you everything that birds can fly with lonesome notes crowds can flow for those commanding all the woes not withstanding I was taught by fear to hate those who would break away from group murderous cross rebuke those who might dare…

Granny’s House

Grandma swore when she spoke And with her tongue She gave a nasty poke to anything Grandpa said Good or bad Heaven didn’t give a giver So much as a liver as when Grandpa done did her despite the misgivings he knew he’d have That smile on his face shows no grin just a plastic…

The Beer is Good

Feelin’ a little goofy and thinking about Jerry Reed, who did some great social commentary and satire, along with being an influential guitar player. This roughly hums along with Lord, Mr. Ford from the early 70’s. God is greatBeer is goodOpie used to liveIn my neighborhoodUntil the bank foreclosedAnd Barney shooed himOut the door.Now he…

It’s Cold Outside

It’s cold outside I think I’ll wait another day to say what I feel today I cannot think and feel about our right to become who we choose to be It comes with a price all this trying to share in some way all this ‘doing things’ of worth and value to belong and stay,…

#3 The Confessor of Littlefield: The Bisectional Narrator

This is part 3 of the novel The Confessor of Littlefield The Bi-Sectional Narrator   (Note: the narrator is Adam Umbrian, a 44 year old self employed illustrator who lives in a fictitious small town in the Great Lakes. He is trying too hard to write a novel. We never really learn too much about…

#2 The Confessor of Littlefield, (Building the Homunculus)

This is serial number 2 of the novel The Confessor of Littlefield. Thanks to all of the intellectuals who have ever held high talk with me, both teachers and pedestrians. We help conceive each other amidst all the traffic noise. It is you who have helped me conceive this story. This excerpt has more poetry…