Has a 250 word flash fiction piece I wrote under the contest constraints of: 250 words, sub-theme of avoiding welfare, and using the words "striving for perfection." It won the Doorknobs contest and is publish on the above link as the story DOS.
My poem, A Knockout Babe, is to be found at: http://iceflow.com/riverbabble/issue33/issue33.html
Kathleen and I were canvassing for the democrats in California's Central Valley where Congressional District 21 is sparsely populated unless you count the grape vines, the nut and fruit trees, and the gigantic farms, probably owned by corporations, that can be square miles in size. Here below is a poem about our canvassing in 2018.
Canvassing 2018
Up and down
the valley
in a Desert
Storm of dust
the dogs
barked and yapped,
I took my
hat off a million times,
put
sunglasses in hand
near fields
of agricultural poison hell,
knocking on
doors of little hot houses
with sandy
5-broken car lawns
our skin
aging in the relentless sun
as they said
“Gracias” in the polite way
of brown people
born to other borders.
Or we stood
in front of McMansions,
the precious
water sprayed spilling to the streets,
while we
stared into video doorbell eyes,
rapped on
steel-cages security,
walking the street
mazes of the “better” burbs,
the white
male gatekeeping his wife,
saying “She won’t
want to talk to you,”
outside the
two-story foyer with five-hundred-dollars of Halloween decorations,
next to his
eighty-thousand-dollar four-wheeler lifted chromed truck with dual stacks,
not knowing
he is as trained as his barking dogs.
