Grammar Lesson
He thought lie and error were synonyms,
so he almost always used the former
An Unanswered Question
The poet once said
he didn’t care about definitions,
he only cared about etymologies
I wonder if he cares about
the definition of death
now that he’s experiencing it
ABOUT THE ARTIST
Michael Ceraolo is a 66-year-old retired firefighter/paramedic and active poet who has had two full-length books (Euclid Creek, from Deep Cleveland Press; 500 Cleveland Haiku, from Writing Knights Press) published, and has two more, Euclid Creek Book Two and Lawyers, Guns, and Money, in the publication pipeline.
Image generated on Magic Studio, duh.
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