she even looked a bit like you
outside the port-a-johnleaning on the livestock penstrapped between twin stenchesI hold your purse like a used tissue “don’t go anywhere!”so I go nowhere just throw my head back andstare at the …
Category: Free Verse
Pepito at Peace
The Nationalists nevermarched down Calle Margaritaeven when they took Caranqueno fascist boottouched these stones. Pepito sits on a white flat rock,elbow of his flannel shirt torn, both kneespatched in black. …
Arroyo
Just north of El Prado, the land slopes down toward Hondo Valley. A green Forest Service truck and vintage motorbikes rest inside the curve of a nearby switchback, rimmed with …
Suitable
I’ve hung myself in the closet. Not from a noose, but on triangular wire amongst the other me’s I need from time to time. Ah, to come home and slip …
Moth
What wrecks you make, crushed with fly swatters. We see only your distress, caught bentwinged by geckos or wrens. A cat makes your final struggle a painflutter game sometimes we …