There is a one in 6 billion chance (or is it 7?) 
that you will be the one chosen
when the council, aged and wise,
meet where the ancient roads cross.

Courage does not matter.  
Home is buried in plastic and radioactive waste.
We cannot go home; 
we must find place.

Naked in the Devil’s playground,
running and leaving it all behind,
the council has not forgotten the shoe 
you left in the kiva.

Dinner at the Village Grill

Abbeville, 4PM

Alma Mater, 2pm


Atlanta, noon

M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I, 7PM