Monthly Archives: April 2024

In seeking to write different poems, I’ve discovered triolet, Eight simple lines will call it home. In seeking to write different poems, how very far this form can roam this structure can be thought as loam. In seeking to write … Continue reading →

Your head hurts but you’ve gotta get it together. There are things that need to happen with no one else prepared to do them. This is no night for lolly-gagging – or some other word that actually made it into … Continue reading →

Lately I have had discussions with my mother about things that happened in the distant past. Things from my youth, that I dredge up to lay out and present as amusements for others. I ask for verification about events as … Continue reading →

Julia said if I wanted to get Lucky, Dexter’s Bar on Avenue B was the best place to look. “What if I don’t want to get Lucky?” I asked. She threw my keys at me. I caught them, so I … Continue reading →

All right, clearly, I said that wrong and I just want to say that I am so SO sorry. I just wanted to fuck with you I did NOT mean to suggest molesting your recently deceased father. I don’t know … Continue reading →

When your stomach empties out like you’re on your fourteenth stout it must be love. If you find that you can’t speak without that itty bitty squeak it must be love. When you see you’re losing steam and you’re slow … Continue reading →

In the Long Ago When of my teaching years, a television was brought in so the children could watch the procession for Richard Nixon’s funeral. They were elementary school kids in underfunded areas of the Bronx who would have been … Continue reading →

Well, I certainly hope you’re proud of yourself. Look. LOOK! There are comic books to be read videos to watch tweets to be liked – or, I don’t know, xeets? You are falling behind. You HAVE fallen behind. You are … Continue reading →

Someone’s got to wash the dishes. Someone’s got to sweep the floors. Someone’s got to be the one to be responsible, of course. If anyone should be that person, I would like to volunteer to be the one to point … Continue reading →

It is that point in the night where you know you have something left to do but your brain will not focus enough to tell you what it is. You keep circling around subjects fading out on street corners like … Continue reading →