There is an additive to animal feed that many are unaware of. There is no required mention of it on food labels. There is controversy over its use. It is currently restricted in 160 nations in the world. So, is it safe? I will present what I have found, and you can decide for yourself….
The wind blew this morning Trumpeting a chaotic melody It savaged loudly against the walls And danced through the electrical lines Blinking the lights inside the building As it toyed with our emotions. A shriveled old man stood smoking Against the wall of the Laundromat Cursing in a loud and angry voice. But the voice…
I don’t like being told what to do! A few days ago, I bought a car. My old one had decomposed and though I loved it dearly, what can you do with a bucket of rust and paint chips? I found a car that was only three years old and was selling for a great…
My bowels got in an uproar shortly after I got up this morning. No, it wasn’t the chile verde I ate too much of last night. (Damn it was good. I’ve spent 10 years refining the recipe and now it’s so good it embarrasses Mexican cooks). No, what got my loins to burning was the…
Away in the night I whisk you Far from human habitation To a cliff where the restless ocean Serves as a percussion section Wagner would have died for And the crickets and cicadas Bow and pluck their strings While frogs sing like woodwinds. As the symphony orchestra performs We dance beneath the…
Dim light leaks eerily from city lamps. As I glance across the fog shrouded lot I hear the sharp barking Of ghostly figures high in the fog. Circling overhead they call to the night: “We are Nature’s wandering children Trained by our parents to flee bitter cold To return to the warmth of the primordial…
The internet is a never-ending circus of amazement and amusement. It is also the source of today’s rant which started when I came across an ad on my timeline for hearing aids. I keep getting all these ads for things like walk-in tubs, adjustable eyeglasses, nose hair removal, etc. The algorithm must think I’m old…
Criss-cross, criss-cross, Everything is criss-crossed. They’ve criss-crossed us in! Yesterday I glanced at the Old Mission Nestled in the city, Framed by setting sun clouds. I began to feel a sense of exhilaration But like bars on a jail cell Everything was criss-crossed, Jet black streaks.
