new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
I love "copious shares of nothing" as antidote to the clinical phrase "income inequality." How is it that even those of us in the opposition embrace the most bloodless terminology, which robs the discussion of its poetry—that is, its reality.
You got me there, Joseph; it must have something to do with living in another world.