Fred Aiken Writing

April 2, 2023

Just Because They’re Laughing Doesn’t Mean They’re Not Also Crying

fake, worrisome laughsacross the face, bulbous eyes, bespeckled and hard-of-sight,hard-of-being,heart of man-woman-and-childplaced on the chopping block and made into a fine soup that’s slightly underseasoned

April 1, 2023

Keep that Pointed Away from My Head

chemical pistol

pointed at the kaleidoscopic sky,

such are the famous last words

of the storming artist engaged 

with some sort of self-destructive habit

March 31, 2023

Sui Generis is Sweet Generosity (But Not Really)

lambs on the run were not meant

to feast on the troubles of living

without sui generis,

but oh, how generous misery tends to look

with the right lens