She spoke to me from the Great Beyond. “Hurry. Use that Sharpie with a blunt tip. You have five minutes, but you only need four. Trust me.”
So I did, and this happened.
Happy Earth Day, 50th Anniversary, Friends.

She spoke to me from the Great Beyond. “Hurry. Use that Sharpie with a blunt tip. You have five minutes, but you only need four. Trust me.”
So I did, and this happened.
Happy Earth Day, 50th Anniversary, Friends.

Today my friend Joe Arechavala, sometimes known as Happy Harpo, challenged me and my fellow poets in the Facebook poetry group Poets All Call to write a poem about being Santa’s cat. All I had to do was sit back as the poem wrote itself and the picture drew itself. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa’s cat, and his name is Roscoe, and I channeled him today.