“Billiards”

By Thomas Page Gwendolyn stands on a crowded street in Chicago looking at a bar The men inside are playing pool. She Looks past the simple smiles of the players. She Knows that there is a disconnect between what she Sees and knows about the people inside. She Hopes to unlock the pageantry proposed each … Continue reading “Billiards”

Haikus of Art and Philosophy

by Thomas Page Woman with lamp shade On her head in an advert; I guess it is art? A drenched leaf floats In the murky waters of The Potomac—Fall A parkway flanked by Trees of every shade and tint Paint a picture of Fall The eve’s close around The hour twenty-two ne’er Midnight or midday … Continue reading Haikus of Art and Philosophy

A Dramatic Recounting of a Email Chain Between a Student and His Professor

By Thomas Page -------------------------------- “Dear Dr. Kesey, I am not able to attend class today because I have the flu. Yours, Joseph Brown” --------------------------------- “Dear Mr. Brown, I would normally excuse your absence from class, but I’ve noticed you have never attended any of the discussion sections with Ms. Florin. You have used all of … Continue reading A Dramatic Recounting of a Email Chain Between a Student and His Professor