Flux I see something of God in each hour of the twenty-four. — Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself” In the dark acreage of the house a whole hill of love prevents the roof from collapsing. Birds tinge the fringes of my dreaming. It’s the...
Imprinting I’m tiring of confinement – this place filling of connections. They are spilling on the deck and out the front door to go smoke, they are cluttering the booths and barstools, making it impossible to move. Bartender knows my name ...
Three Poems APRIL, PARIS Nothing would be less shall we call it what it is, a cliché than April in Paris. But this poem got started with some thing I don’t think I could do but it reminded me of Aprils and then three magazines came with Paris on...
Two Poems Loving Backwards “Me me me” is what Dad says, “me is all you think about and you are selfish.” I forget what I did. Dad works hard all the time. I always say I’m sorry. Then I am sorry. He does not have time to throw ball and run....
A AA AAA The We Are Your Project: AAA “An Exhibition on Social Justice & Immigration” Kean University’s The Human Rights Institute presents The We Are You Project, a comprehensive coast-to-coast depiction of 21st Century Latino socio-cultural,...
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