Articles by Charlie Brice

Poem

"...What equation would we use?..."

"...she could have shot a Czar in 1917..."

"...there I was jammed into a dirt pen with a 600 pound porcine..."

"...the writhing, wailing, whining, flesh- aggrieved, chicken carcass..."

"...worry's weight heavy on neck and shoulders..."

"...She was two and a half inches taller than I..."

"...There should be monuments to my father..."

"...This whole megillah is so PC...."

"...she never captures a single shadow..."

"...imagined the wind on a California beach, ocean roar..."

"...On the way to the bridge we pass birches, cedars, aspens, and evergreens..."

"...All she requires is a view..."

"...Never acts violated by the ink I smear..."

"...let a blanket of sky swaddle me in its splendor..."

"...our first foray as a family to France..."

"...Could the world endure two of me?.."

"...Gear, he said. Fab, he said, and kept playing..."

"...some casual sit-ups, maybe a knee bend before retiring to the snack bar..."

"...He must have lost his head..."

"...Thanatos has already spread his black wings..."

"...wind that skitters leaves across boulevards and prairies..."

"In Cheyenne there were no thoughts, only wind..."

"...Those jokers in university housing must have had a hoot..."

"...anxious people often place in others their most feared feelings..."