Monthly Archives: March 2024

My mother cannot bear the way I drive. I cannot bear my mother’s reactions to my driving like when I’m writing poetry about my driving while behind the wheel. She hisses and grips herself tightly as protection from all the … Continue reading →

And Jim said, “When they arm the City with poets, you’ll be sure to get a job.” And I said, “I will take that job!” because the pen is mightier than the sword and much easier to spell but Jim … Continue reading →

Transitions revisions. metamorphoses revisitations. Improvements. The Jack is back. Things are better than they were before. He ain’t like he was anymore; reading entirely different lore. He’s got another one he can pore. The Jack is back he’s no longer … Continue reading →

The light patter of rain on the window tells me that there will not be a chance today to sunbathe or to set up a stoop sale or to go on the the long walk I was hoping – at … Continue reading →

I am not allowed into the apartment until I complete the assignment. I am the one who made the assignment. I am the one judging completion of the assignment. I am the one stopping me from entering the apartment. I … Continue reading →

“Three Feet High and Rising” was playing on the stereo while me myself and I were all settling into a sleeping bag uptown. I was tentatively positioned near Kiri, the latest object of my affection. There were a lot of … Continue reading →

Paul Simon wrote “Old Friends” and then abandoned his old friend Art a couple of times. Luckily, he never abandoned his older friend, art, although now that he’s no longer recording albums maybe he’s taking that particular plunge into troubled … Continue reading →

Jose doesn’t have the excuse of excessive drink or smoke to pills for his bad memory but he’ll occasionally put his back to someone who asks him how he is and whisper "Who is he/she/they?" and if I know, I’ll … Continue reading →

“It hurts,” he said. “I feel your pain,” she said. “It doesn’t make it any better!” he grouched. She knew that, but didn’t think that saying so would improve a thing, so she stayed with him in silence. He didn’t … Continue reading →

It is quiet now as we both sit in our own ruminations. Soon you will be gone and I will be alone and anticipating that leaves me sad. I am too locked into my thoughts to ask about yours. Perhaps … Continue reading →