Posts by Brent Kincaid
THE BIRTH OF A SONG
I wrote you a poem
Then, I threw it
THE BIRTH OF A SONG I wrote you a poem Then, I threw it away. I didn’t like a single word That poem had to say. I found myself trying to rhyme Like...
THE BIRTH OF A SONG I wrote you a poem Then, I threw it away. I didn’t like a single word That poem had to say. I found myself trying to rhyme Like...
LITTERBUG
It starts with a drink cup.
I pick it up
But it
LITTERBUG It starts with a drink cup. I pick it up But it does not stop there. Here is the leg of a chair, Somebody’s sock or shoe What do I do? Do...
LITTERBUG It starts with a drink cup. I pick it up But it does not stop there. Here is the leg of a chair, Somebody’s sock or shoe What do I do? Do...
When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an
When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Lat...
When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Lat...