by Richie Smith | Apr 24, 2018 | Poetry
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Same Barber Chair Not to have crossed room means chamber XII means cranial nerve, hypoglossal VI abducens, and I say this from memory my own photo reminds...
by Richie Smith | Dec 18, 2017 | Poetry
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Seed I knew him you did too the silly kid with a chipped tooth and gnarly hair He stood over there A houseplant sowed from stale air and a wet bed...
by Richie Smith | Aug 15, 2016 | Poetry
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Olympic Dots Five intersecting rings Five unconnected dots Yellow or is it gold, for the boy who sprinted To the rescue of his infant sister, mangled in a...
by Richie Smith | Jul 19, 2016 | Poetry
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Empty Chairs Two seats for people that should love But are gone Could stare into gray water A gray sky Believed that black and white Never should make gray But...
by Richie Smith | Jun 26, 2016 | Poetry
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Lip Balm An ointment tastes of things I’ve lost Caked on at night By morning an arid cracking of my youth Fissured salt flats and an alien moon...
