Monthly Archives: April 2016

I never enjoy admitting that my father was born on Staten Island because that makes me a Staten Islander by association but I have lived in shame and secrecy for too long now and it is time at last to … Continue reading →

When my father left it was because he said he no longer felt the same way about my mother. I could not understand how he could betray us in such a way. If he loved us once why wouldn’t he … Continue reading →

Someone once said to me “If I’m faster, I’m taking it. If I get there first, it’s mine.” I’ve lived with that knowledge since which is why I gulp down all the cookies before anyone else has a chance. I … Continue reading →

That was a really good burger. It might have been the best I’ve sunk my teeth into this whole year. Juicy and savory bun warm and soft… I would not have thought that this place could provide me with such … Continue reading →

I’d like to apologize for my earlier content. I was delirious when writing it. I hadn’t slept much and I’d been drinking pretty heavily – for a while, I should say and, well, it was not in any way my … Continue reading →

I just saw that the Burger King near my old school is closed. It had been thriving the last I checked. I can remember visiting that place for breakfast long after school days had past. They were experts in economy … Continue reading →

I had a present for you and a special place to go. I had enthusiasm and a fresh shave and a lucky shirt I hadn’t worn in quite some time. I was prepared. I was excited. I was giddy and … Continue reading →

I was looking for inspiration today something to write about and I found myself wanting when I heard about the death too soon and I found myself with something to say. Thank you then Nelson for dying and thank you … Continue reading →

Hello I hope you are doing well. I have just experienced a loss. Please excuse me while I feel. It may take me some time to get over this so if you can give me a few minutes I would … Continue reading →

I wrote “17 Days” about resurrection from depression as a pastiche of “Nothing Compares 2 U” and “17 Days,” both written by Prince. I have written others poems inspired by the man but the first was perhaps the best. I … Continue reading →