Monthly Archives: December 2009

its not easy sifting through the murky swamp waters  of anyone’s insipid rage.. seeking resolution or understanding but settling for a righteous mature  forgiveness she wades through uncertain waters seeking resolution at year’s end    

stooped, low by a consciousness not yet quite right these vivid dreams so real, so intense shadow me in sleep… the invitation stood and you accepted just come here to listen to the words of others read out loud… we need … Continue reading →

In the old days (the 90’s), I used to be able to rattle of all of the opportunistic infections that an HIV/AIDS diagnosis would/could inevitably bring to one’s table…pneumocystis, of course, Toxo, CMV, MAC, KS…acronyms for death sentences that cut short the lives … Continue reading →

today i met a group of artists and writers filmmakers and poets filled up my eye and i caught it in each sense of them hope and beauty as it filled  the air none of these kids were rolled up so far … Continue reading →

your heart will explode        he said               do something                       quick! don’t you care about dying              here’s more guilt for you        think of who you’ll leave grieving        behind                                            do something                         quick! she was eight when         innocence ended         do something!               quick! unprotected from the … Continue reading →

give me your phrases i will show you three lines give me your honesty i will name your soul’s beauty give me a thread of real time i will cherish your generosity give me the trick of youthful folly i … Continue reading →

hey! i see that your words are swarming around like busy nightime bees are you stinging anyone new these days have you found any more of the unsuspecting who haven’t  given you what you think you deserve? oh i’ve missed … Continue reading →

let me conjure up the thousand years after we were born let me sift though these memories as they lay  revised  cut deep through lines of  poems and stories with an editor’s  hacksaw precision oozing with such bloody intention now you’ve  burned through … Continue reading →

good thing you mailed yourself a copy of the copied letters you sent him with the note about permissions if you find that he’s published any the package you mailed yourself will then go to the judge keep it sealed unopened and … Continue reading →