RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition. He does have an amazing PATREON, but also *normal* ARTIST WEBSITE too.

Thursday, January 27


the dreams of the mentally 
oppressed rarely get past 
imitations of the king 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

As a kid, I thought my backroad was laid with common rocks&diamonds. That southern VA pavement would sparkle & gleam in the summer sun with undiggable promise. As an older kid, I learned it was just quartz mixed with granite. I like comparing road composites across the country. The edges are the best place to learn.
I like this poem. I met a Canadian wolf last night named King. We danced. He was a beast & I was the Belle.