Monthly Archives: January 2011

happy birthday                    old poet                       i still miss our                                 travels                                     down                                         memory lane

i have been a member of the ‘prozac nation’ along the way of this life’s journey, he wrote…i have spiraled to the depths, fallen down the rabbit hole, and clawed and climbed out of it, time after time…but, its the helpless sinking … Continue reading →

pressed behind a soft-edged glass block  is the young girl              you inquired about   her  small  face                locked in terror  was painted                        years before               her screams                      captured      an unkind photograph        her despair      on fire thick with oils       and the scent of a violent turperntine                                      … Continue reading →

last august, i returned to santa monica for my 40th class reunion, and stayed at the hotel california on pacific to the left of the santa monica pier. one day, i strolled down the sidewalk street beside the hotel to … Continue reading →