From Gene’s Notebook
…I saw two young people recently ….
She was on a downtown porch and not pleased to be there; you’ve seen it. The family had pulled up to visit the wheelchair-bound, frail and shriveled grandmother. The mother, father and three children stepped out of the SUV, and walked up to the porch, where the [...]

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A Poem by Ken “Bluetown” Treviño

With lights out, we sit, shuffle, sing
Booms roared between tornado trees
Bulletin reads: tropical storm, light winds, mostly rain
Cataclysmic non-electric horrific incessant tunes
Rain soaked ceiling sinks synchronicity
Mrs. Mother Nature sends vessels hammered shut
Crickets cadence mellow marshland meadows
Batches battered under broken wooden door
Paled images surround unknown maritime calls
Palpable abstract incongruent sedate inflection
Monster [...]

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