Hmmm... Introspection Uncategorized Writers and Writing


Night comes, day goes –
or vice versa. Who knows?

Nocturnal vices of peers-
beer, dancing, sex, beer
in no particular order

My vices of the night –
words, paper, words

am I more profound, or
more boring – or vice versa?

Who knows? Day comes,
night goes

By poetluckerate

I am a poet, writer, and teacher who moved from Minnesota to New Orleans in 2008 then returned to Minnesota in 2018 - hopefully, to stay.

I lived in the most urban of settings, and the rural Midwest. These perspectives impact my writing in very unique ways.