Who will clean the wastes of the society and the individuals?

I was feeling rather peeved this morning at being rudely awakened by the dustmen, but I suppose they have a job to do.

A tribute to garbage men.

Garbage collectors have little respect for the bins but they’re your property.

Just another article on what I have noticed since I recovered from cancer.

Routine and respect for nature.

A story I wrote about how raccoons developed bandit eyes for my religion class.

I know watching cartoons might seem a little crazy…

A theme poem that includes the people, sights, places, and thoughts as the names of well known bands.

A semi-list poem in free verse.