David C. Mahood
Last night's orange sunset,
a turn of nature,
spotlighting our differences.
Tomorrow, Route 88
will take us in three directions:
To parents, wives and lovers.
excerpt from
Arizona
(1998)
Unfortunately, writing has become a specialized art but what is even more lamentable is that we have readily accepted it.
This site is dedicated to the writings of David Mahood. From essays to poems to thoughtful musings, it is a reflection of the sentiments of a curious mind.
"I write to offer a voice to wandering minds that can’t stop dreaming, can’t stop emoting, and can’t be quiet."