American Dream, American Nightmare
Poetry by Max Reif.
Election Cycles, Tough Choices, Conspiracies, and What My Life Has Shown Me
Remembering what it means to be human and humane, Max Reif tackles the spiritual side of this year’s election cycle.
To Mother on Mother’s Day, 2016
Max Reif commemorates the hidden grief and love that fill the universe through our mothers in this lovely poem.
Falling Off the Map
Coming back from the edge of hell via prison, and through faith. Rumination by Max Reif.
Incident at Lambert Field
Poetry by Max Reif.
Love in a Political Season
Feelings rubbed raw during an election year? Salve them with some poetry by Max Reif.
Jazz Kahuna
Max Reif’s poem finds divinity in music.
Saturday Night Rituals
Poetry by Max Reif.
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