All serious writers take upon their shoulders the giants of the past; for, unlike the sciences which build knowledge on past discoveries, Art and Literature are subtractive.  Each work removes another potential or possibility, and all that is left to modern writers is to recast what has been written long before. As an unserious writer, I present the following ephemera.

Poems for one Person

I wrote these for me.  Like or dislike them as you please.

Freethink – A Miscellany

Merry Heresies and Bits of Blasphemy.

Words For Money

I have twice been published.  Here's what I did.

Love is Hell

Dialogue with an earnest Christian who has some odd theories about his Sky Fairy.

The Parable of the Shepherd and his Sheep

For mutton-down minds...

The Parallel Parables

On why humans are not coverable by extended warranties...

A Fable