detroit sketch #1 (for m.l.) looking closely i now see the chevys fords chryslers lining these streets like paupers standing in soup lines years ago everyone really did still believe in this. they bought the cars. they embraced history. they... Continue Reading →
Breaking Glass on the Way to Accidentally Falling in Love We were lost somewhere in Ohio and it was dark and our phones were dead but we’d stocked my car with bad decisions and booze even though we were already... Continue Reading →
various placements They say there's no real excuse for philandering, but a truism persists that after three years a man must spread his seed, leave his weaned offspring to toddle after their tired mother - it is nature, expected, metronomic... Continue Reading →
When Summer Left I remember being rocked to sleep on my grandmother’s lap, her apron stained with flour and berries, the brush of her hand on my bare feet in summer, lemonade in a turquoise pitcher. Her world—my world, wolves... Continue Reading →
North of Tombstone, 3 am Shadows and silhouettes, backed by a waning moon, Slide past like California’s fading promises, Distant and confusing. Off to the south, somewhere over the sand and arroyos and cacti Is Old Mexico. A few miles,... Continue Reading →
Slightly Ambivalent Homage to the '60's Crucible in which we burned, smelted like alchemical alembic, stinking as we purified. What strange mutations we became, hoping this was metamorphosis, not metastasis! Each saw a shining kingdom, and each conspired to get... Continue Reading →
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