It’s a Wonder My Mind Hasn’t Fallen Off It’s Hinge and Started Quacking, A Poem by Chris Russell

Too much of my life I’ve spent complaining to someone or other about how my past should have been this or that, it’s a wonder my mind hasn’t fallen off its hinge and started quacking. I realized this tonight while I was complaining to my therapist about how I thought poetry should be tempered more … Continue reading It’s a Wonder My Mind Hasn’t Fallen Off It’s Hinge and Started Quacking, A Poem by Chris Russell

Little Houses of Worry,A Poem by Chris Russell

My imaginings have always been little houses of worry, where I drift from room to room observing the imaginary goings on in an attempt to not only predict what might happen should I not change, but garner some knowledge as to how to behave in waking life. So why wouldn’t I think they’ve always watched … Continue reading Little Houses of Worry,A Poem by Chris Russell