Shortly before Christmas, four men tried to murder my brother and his son.
My brother and nephew were hanging Christmas lights in their front yard when the attack occurred. The men beat my brother repeatedly in his head, mostly in the temple region.
My brother suffered serious trauma to the head, which recently resulted in a [...]
Archive for December, 2008
BLIND JUSTICE
Posted in RANTS!, poetry, tagged family, fiction, hate, injustice, justice, law enforcement, poetry, violent crime on December 29, 2008 | 38 Comments »
Still She Gives
Posted in poetry, tagged 1980's, Christmas, college junk, doin' The Time Warp, fiction, giving, mother, mother's love, poetry, punk, punk rock, Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Clash on December 22, 2008 | 42 Comments »
I tried to write a Christmas poem, but this one came out instead. So it will have to suffice. This time of year makes me think on a deeper level about loved ones. This one’s in honor of my mother. .She has been so good to me.
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Time Warp
Julie Buffaloe-Yoder
I felt sorry for myself
in the 1980’s [...]
ouroboros review
Posted in Artist Spotlight - ouroboros review, Check It Out, tagged art, editors, excellent writing, ezine, literary journal, ouroboros review, poetry on December 18, 2008 | 23 Comments »
Every now and then, something comes along that gets me so excited, I have to make sure everyone knows. You may have already read ouroboros review, but if you haven’t, please check it out. .If you have, then read it again!
Edited by Joe Hemmant of florescence and Christine Swint of balanced on the [...]
Can I Count On Your Vote?
Posted in poetry, tagged Carolina politics, fiction, poetry, poetry for people, poetry of place, politicians, school daze, truck drivers on December 9, 2008 | 36 Comments »
Last week, I met a truck driver who goes by the name of Ham Bone..I was thrilled to hear that Ham Bone and a group of truck drivers from out west like to read my work! .Seriously, that is one of the biggest honors I will ever have.
That’s what poetry is all about to [...]
Inch By Inch
Posted in poetry, tagged erosion, fiction, loss of culture, loss of habitat, overdevelopment, poetry, poetry of place on December 3, 2008 | 38 Comments »
Julie Buffaloe-Yoder.
Erosion
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I breathe clay, salt laced edgesÂ
of a bank, jagged black–
a swamp’s reflected darkness.
Upside down the cypress grow
rooted to water, to sky.
Where is the beginning, the end?
Water has neither.
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My soul is three fourths salt,
rusty anchors, rough red hands,
clay that smells of clouds
clouds that smell of water
foaming at the mouth of bays.
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Salt marsh fertile with the [...]
