Just in time for Halloween.     Ugly—the new beauty—only a cool billion can buy.     I tell myself, given the opportunity, I could be as ugly as any of them     with my repetition of chins,up to five today. Horse faces     the new standard—topped by a blonde wiglet—as expected—     best to be viewed through tinted glass,a tumbler of gin fizz at the ready. Something     strange is happening this very moment. True ugly—left eye trained … Continue reading Mar-a-Lago Faces Are Out by Dale Champlin

Only lizards ferry a boat across the river        keeping an eye on the distant shoreHow many women have requested        to be taken back. To begin again— to be thrust into the tentacles of remembrance—       such a thankless mission, they surmise.Where did I come from at the beginning        The trick—how after the first sip of mother’s milk, it is virtually       impossible to return to all-encompassingnothingness. The hope—that butterflies        will always swarm multicolor … Continue reading The Lizard of Love by Dale Champlin