
Memories of a Bird Shot From the Sky
there is much more space on a page than obvious she & i would discover, on the shared corner of […]
there is much more space on a page than obvious she & i would discover, on the shared corner of […]
sifting through forgotten photographs with nana we stumble upon a buried love-gem, some dusty moment two decades gone. in it […]
kenwood. [up.] mighty attempt, “chips? lucky charms?” [“diit! diit! diit! diit! f*** is up n***a!?”] “coded infant banter,” stifled by […]
man beats his son over the head for years with “the niggers this” & “the niggers that.” same way his […]
sprawled on the grit floor of downtown crossing station, the pungent odor of flavorless vodka snatches me from my lonesome […]
follow your dreams into a back alley & stab them in the back. kill them before they kill you.
how would our mothers feel if they knew we considered their defilement a gift birthing tones worthy of praise & […]
i was born into quicksand sinking slow, back into the darkness which birthed me, struggling only to sink faster. find […]
my scribble cannot keep with the electric current cascading past my pupil. & so it is scattered among the storm— […]
warning! this poem is repetitive rhythmless clumsy soul with two left feet backward, downside-up, outside-in third eye’s bullet acidic 90 […]
drove down to the badlands, wound up back in time, where confederate flags still hang from the ends of lines. […]
minutes from san diego shadow is cast from one coast to the other. pain is never eluded. here, it wells […]
1. how to remain invisible: wear your hair down over your face. 2. all i smell is garbage, but no […]
the depths of some minds seem a cacophony of noise & light luring folks far into their most obscure alleyways. […]
would write a picture of my dreams, but have learned no words for what i see. so they rot in […]
sit & see it all in life in mind still & starved as is the scribe’s holiness never be known […]