Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera

  Persuasion’s yellow. Likes to meet a fellow. Thinks it has to bellow. Skepticism’s violet. You can’t beg...

    Evening turns to periwinkle blue, and all your little household crowds around the prospect of colluding w ith the...

  Naked, shaded in gradated greens – unforeseen – a couple now convenes, it seems, less for a conversation than for unknown oddn...

  The circumnavigation of your days entails meticulous attention to the ways details of what conduces to your ease comport with ...

    Twenty-three from mommy, twenty-three from dad.   What a mix of chromosomes the lot of us has had. ...

    Strange how intricately calming entanglement can be – as if it’s only in impenetrable mesh that we can fathom being ...

  Quentin Crisp says, “Fashion is instead of style” – but how to find your style? Drop your guile. Serve your verve. Cultiv...