The Two-Step Beat Down Waltz

There is a dance that gets played out in the ballroom of me every day. There is a wager that is slapped down daily in the off-track betting kiosk that is me. There is a sword tip-into-the-soiled-dirt battle cry that gets carried out by the winds of my inner climate. Heart on one side, Mind…

The Unheard

I once read about a local man who died in his apartment.  He owned lots of cats, many who were feral and sick.  The man lived in a filthy dwelling and was a loner.  No one knew he had died, and once the miserly bits of food were gone, the cats, trapped in the house…