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Craven cravings for craftiness and lightcracked the window on a sol-filled tarde,and the snow subsided, from left to right,leaning like Texas speed towards the swarthyDominican priest-pitcher, heaving feet, metrical patterns that slide out of sigh… Continue reading →

Sloppily written, but at least it’s onthe page. Growing up is like a sportivepursuit of change. Football. Otis Nixonplayed baseball. My attempts were abortive:So I picked up a guitar, a pen, plume, and I got to designing my liquidrhymes that were … Continue reading →

As we drag our feet towards the center ofthe universe, a scroll unfolds in space,and its bright ink pulled by a gentle dovespeaks to the happy soul with goals in place:”I hang on the edge of the galactic language and pull the strings from ten perc… Continue reading →

Spent enough time dreaming to fall apartinside, as the purple faded overthe semi-arid ground; the sky was partlightness part dark – such well-rounded cover!My baggage reeled across dense bird droppings, relieving its weight with stellar fortune,th… Continue reading →

The air is purring like a voided breeze,and the rare birds chirp out their history as proud humans who dared to touch the treesand turned to birds – that is their harsh story:That is how construction works in this world: we build up just to break … Continue reading →

This was the first full day in a lifetime.Dreams and fragments, rivers and streams brokenby time and lethargic empathy rhyme in consonance with my cordial token:That is, the heart beats like wine, like money,like arcade arches cracked by wind and … Continue reading →

Those were good times– when the lights didn’t buzzoverhead like horseflies tracing sightlinesacross the space of a room that once wastangibly unblemished–as the light shines:Those were fun faces–that looked so sweaty due to exuberance and dilig… Continue reading →

Yo soy romero; trabajo, trabajopa cosechar mi flecha, en arco, en arco.Silence in the court! Listen to me sportmy science; though I’m not in alliance with any scions of the royal sort,my words fire, my folk two lions:With a crown under my hair, I … Continue reading →

Catholic notions and rosemary sprigsgrazed and graced the head with a noble stress,but only after the left right boot drags,forgotten by a sinister progress:Pungent clouds had ripped through the atmosphere, and the holy boots were soaked in the mu… Continue reading →