Peel It Off

A boy with a horrible name which he might have deserved had a l(ord)ion tell him that to get better it would hurt but he had to peel it off. Layer by layer. Peel off the scales of greed of vanity jealousy temper Peel it off And rise again from the water still broken...

Acrostic poetry about winter

I like the rules of acrostics. They seem to be freeing me somehow to come up with creative imagery. Like flower petals falling from skies Edged with knife-cold The flakes congregate In silent assemblies. They Settle into mounds of New, bleached quilt Over hills of...

Jared Garrett

Author of the Beat Series