honeyboy andrew meade is a redundant poetry workshopper and thumb-sucker in recovery, who thinks about things until revelations and/or jokes burst from his head like petals of sunshine from the forsythia shrub. His twin brother is:
hiawatha andre meade, a freelance anthropologist with a penetrating interest in the thing that metamorphosized into the entity that today lays like a transparent film over his homeland, the United States of America.
You know where the library is, with all those dusty tomes on philosophy, sanity, prosody, etc.; these h.a.m. sandwiches are meant as snacks until you’re ready to take learning into your own hands!
As time allows, h.a.m. fashions his brain-quakes into text blocks that resemble verse; sometimes a sentence or two may linger, un-versed!