May 1, 2021
A House in October Melancholy
It is the terribly sad hour of the season when the ghosts of the past are coming back like waves in a crazed kamikaze longing, salted in despair…
April 28, 2021
I Want a Bipolar for President
I want a bipolar for president. I want a president who hasn’t slept for three days because he has been creating sneaker designs inspired by alien…
April 26, 2021
“Contemplation,” “Cruise,” and “Crucifixion”
contemplation stilled black waters call my name as i stare down from a bridge built of fire and steel and the broken hands of ghosts and distant…
April 25, 2021
Water, God, and Come May
In all the big cities of Iberia The unemployed queue from hunger From the early hours of the day Wishing holy water Asking for water, bread and food…
April 21, 2021
Memorial for Whatever Melancholy
Gravity might sound like this. It may not be water. It does not feel like water. It does not have these familiar qualities: life affirming, thirst…
April 19, 2021
“In Praise of Unions,” “Forget the Chocolate Cake the Crème Brulee on My 76th Birthday,” and “Seems”
In Praise of Unions I must have been three and played in my crib while mom cleaned. She never looked at me but shouted. “Your father is a BLUE……
April 17, 2021
“The Ballad of Frankie,” “Oasis,” “Vultures,” and “A Morning in June”
The Ballad of Frankie I can tell you what I know and what I don’t know. I couldn’t see inside his head so nothing going on in there was ever going to…
April 13, 2021
“The Frost,” “All We Took,” “The Significance of Olga Penney,” and “Sandpipers”
The Frost after Miguel Hernández, 1910-1942 Already less in January sun than when I woke late, crystal work on every blade of grass, yet here is…
April 12, 2021
Black in Whiteface Black
We had a family doctor ---called Merrick---who came round whenever one of us was sick, and somehow always made us well again. That’s medicine at its…
April 11, 2021
Gilipollas’ Lovers
Gilipollas (Douchebag) Is a city, village, block or corral From any City in any Country From any Continent. Here, lovers are always In a trance of…