Armchair Warrior

the grave won’t find me –ever bind me pristine to its shroud… I’ll go all bruised –and scarred, I choose to live my life out loud. My legs off-road my hands just holds for fishing poles or Frisbees my arms reach high to catch that fly but chances are it missed me. Diana’s eye is…

Silent Stadium

  For the fourth place winner there is no fanfare, no spot on a dais nor humble expression required. Fourth place—in itself—is already humility. There will be no need for the fourth place winner to attend the celebratory dinner, no need to prepare a speech, thanking Mom and Dad, and possibly a surprise figure from…