Nothing to eat except the same flora and fauna, brightly packaged, colorful, like a clown’s face, and you have to choose, read the ingredients, set the time. Outside, querulous birdsong. Diesels struggling up the hill beneath a colorless sky.Read More >
Yellow Snake was my best girl at the Mona Lisa. She was not the first girl I picked. It was my third or fourth visit there.Read More >
C O L O S S E U M
I am sitting in a café with my right hand up to my face.
My hand smells like fresh laundry.
I watch a muffin go by. A baby swats
with his fist, dumping a lemonade.
Everything you see
is an ad for something
you can imagineRead More >
My neighbors sat, with paper plates on their laps. Some of them brought chairs of their own.
There really were no ground rules.Read More >
you laughed and said
but that’s abuse
i smiled and laughed
Mamá’s Last Lover
He patted my mother’s skull and emitted a tender laugh. “I think she’s never looked more beautiful,” he whispered. “Don’t you agree, Mateo?”Read More >
moving to California haiku
so much of this state
has burnt down since we got here
fourteen days ago
i guess the structure
of the restaurant complex
in the walk-in
The woodpecker used to be such a good thing. Sort of nice when he heard it.
You could only get so mad, he thought. It was a woodpecker.
Last Words & Impossible Truths On the eve of The Big Day—known as Big Day Eve—the Pioneer is given the ...Read More >