Poetry Haiku by Eric_Koenig|Published August 8, 2017 breezes sing sorrow against the tired cliff face rocks erosion creeps onShare this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published April 18, 2018 Smash Sometimes, among the granular stars when someone smashes a hi-hat like some jazz short-form and all I see is infinity It’s nice […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published June 19, 2020 A Room Where Nothing Happens Doesn’t Exist Nothing to See Here Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published August 8, 2017 The Stream: 8.7.17 It’s very easy to be de-moralized, at times. I joke regularly about my lack of readership. Partially because defending myself is harder […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published September 18, 2017 An Apocalyptic The locust of dawn watches its prey It sits in the fields of wheat Grain rising with the golden dawn Of revelation […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit