Caught

  I am caught deep in the lie of her in the naked and the vulnerable in the lengthening out of her — caught in the tangle and thicket caught by the full moon between the shadow and shade under deliberate constellations — or like the comet spending eternities in the dark till caught by…

The Dead Are Always Astonished

The dead are always astonished.   The Dead are always astonished by the dying itself, how it comes subtle like the scent of rain before   the first drops that fall unnoticed, except for the small circles on pavement, and surprised by the weight of it all,   a thing never consider in the morning…

[Say that I am welcomed, that I have gone mad]

After Maria Elena Cruz Varela, for Linnea Say that I am welcomed, that I have gone mad that sadness is a country finally conquered by the fragrance of flowers, that the dawn runs in circles in my heart like a tiger & will leap from my hands to grasp her waist one more time. Say…

The Exile Reinaldo Garcia Ramos

Habana – I must leave you! because the night clanks through your dark streets, mechanical and the night is dragging itself sparking against the stones of the streets and its sparks are only an approximation of stars, Because of your numerous eyes  I have sold my typewriter; and scribble these line inside my head. Everyone’s…

Of Love and War Rewrite

Of Love and War “Sometimes love is stronger than a man’s convictions.”                                       – Isaac Bashevis Singer  1. There are wars and rumors of wars. machineries and machination of singular dark days and singular dark clouds that hang like props above our city. We shut the window, we avoid their play. Hungrily we take refuge…

Love arrives at my door…

Love arrives at my door with a knock and a revolver, “how much do you love me “ she asks, I stutter and she soaks me in her sweat. I feel rejuvenated and Love pushes me down and buries me under leaves and flowers and I say “ I love you this much…” and die…

Sepulveda

Sepulveda I would have you hold me again,but I am frightened. The water fills the shower ankle deepWhen I was small I swore it was possible to go down the drain. Nothing she saidcould convince me otherwise.  She was wrong. I  need to move away from here.My dog has become anxious There are gunshots every…

ICARUS

Your demise began early.                as it does for the majority                           of us all . The world and its repeated histories,the Braille of scars, wrong turns and cull-de sacs From your perch, you watch       …