If by fortune We’ve traveled down that long road With those whom we’ve dearly loved, Old friends that were always there Only to precede us slowly one by one Into that eternal starless night,                                                   We mourn in silence the loss. But when a soul-mate passes on, We feel as if falling into a black hole... Continue Reading →

Dear dusk, why are you so fleeting? lady lavender pink swirls across consciousness and I try to hold on hold onto the image, the vastness of shadows across the roads, deep and darting, like youthful dancers but you disappear too soon, like so many loved visions, replaced by cold star stabs. why must you fade?... Continue Reading →

i did the laundry silencing the buzzer to keep the babies sleeping i made dinners mopped the floor so little hands and feet could crawl the linoleum floor i guess i dressed  you like orphans with hand me downs from Aunt Susan i wore hand-me-downs from cousins it didn’t bother me life in hand me... Continue Reading →

As I lie in bed the wind warps a hole through me large enough to admit a scorch of moonlight.   You’re so restless you roll over and over, flattening landscapes already discolored by memory.   Pumps rasp in the basement where ground water plots to reclaim us. The year is ending as usual.  ... Continue Reading →

At the corner like bolt of fate, you take a left turn to walk out of my life forever.   In order to seal the coffin, within a week, you send a text marked,     “never again.”   The email - your attempt at an obituary - arrives shortly afterward. I read all eleven pages.  ... Continue Reading →

There were times when I ate nothing but  plumes of poisoned smog for days on end.  I’d avoid anything heavy or even meagrely there,  to place a mere morsel in my mouth was something  too tempting and somehow undignified,  something forbidden,     leading to:  a loss of control,  frenzied ingestion,  then disgust with myself —  reaching... Continue Reading →

The moon is half drunk outside my apartment window,  it matches my glass of wine. I salute you, my ghostly friend,  as you spill your hazy halo upon the water. Tranquility  is bruised upon your bottom, mine is bruised upon my brain My mind is half drunk. I would ask for the forgetfulness from this... Continue Reading →

I love my native country  As vehemently   As I detest its culture   I love my father As much As I dislike his personality   I love my son As greatly As I deplore his lifestyle   I love my selfhood As dearly as the whole human race As I despise its animalness  Photo by... Continue Reading →