What we need
is for someone to tell us what to wish for,
when it is so easy to think
that the best things to wish for
feature in advertisements.
Is this what I am intending by my life?
What we need
is to shatter the persona
because on one real question--
not asked--
rests the existence of every personal interaction.
This may be what I am intending by my life.
What we need
creates a magnificent hole,
supported by fantasy,
and threatened by the false structure
of poorly conceived, but hypnotically satisfying,
words. (Could I ever say)
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to