Economy, essence, and the center of what I want to say has always been something I have struggled with. Where as most artists don't do enough, I feel that sometimes I exceed my "point" and so I try to trust my words and my audience a little more and allow a mere ten lines or so to speak for themselves.

Treading between poems and meta-fiction, these "haikus" of mine are challenges and exercises in acceptance, discipline, and minimalist emotional daggers.

You can access these shorter works at www.nomadjunkie.wordpress.com

Or you can click on the links directly below to read the corresponding work.  Enjoy.

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Assassination of a Flowerbed

The Face

The Burn

No Rewind

It Was a Half a Face Noon & Night

He Was Jailed for Eating a Tiger