April 20, 2014

inspired by Cesar Vallejo

I will die collapsing on the path,

a day ironically unremembered.

I will die collapsing –already I sway–

maybe on a Monday, the day of my birth,

or on a Friday, because today, Thursday,

is spent in preparation for the night, when

the cold Friday morn...

March 6, 2014

(inspired by Adrienne Rich)

the water was so clear

we could see our toes

dig into the white sand

four feet beneath our noses.

we were alive then

two mermen without fear

there was no burden then

no open sore or sore back

no crumbling perspective

to pin understanding to.

we were sw...

July 18, 2013

The train screams to empty

its insides out and I spot

you then, chosen not so

much by me but the sun

spilling shadows squinting

my eyes to illuminate your

figure, the first of the day.

I wrap my fingers round

the ringlets of tough fur

and bend the neck down

over the table to loo...

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