It was Christmas 1995 when Mom burnt the bacon and Dad was just getting home. I tore open the packaging to the Mortal Kombat-brand plastic ship and Ray pulled a puppy out of a box. “Ruby!” he announced, holding up the furry dog he’d dreamt of since summer. “Where’s Liu Kang and Raiden?” I asked... Continue Reading →
Unfathomable
I never had an abortion butone morning I needed Plan B.I asked the pharmacist in hushed tones buthe stared back loudly andlooked me up and down.I felt examined and exposed as heslid the box across the cool counter with his cool eyesthat judged a woman he had never met.I shook off his stare; I’d seen... Continue Reading →
I Am on the Fence
about this piece I Am on the Fence2018Watercolor on paper6" x 4" See More in Art...
His Hands
I always loved his handsEspecially in the later years —Holding and being held.“Lefty” they called him whenyoung at handball and stickball in Bronx alleys;Or when bowling as long as Icould remember.Though short were the dayswith classroom-rapped knucklesfor writing in that sinister way,Later he made it rightReading the world inNewspapers, edition upon folded edition,Drinking in sports’... Continue Reading →
Seashell Translations
about this piece Seashell Translations2018Watercolor on paper7.5" x 5.5" See More in Art...
Outside My Box
about this piece Outside My Box2018Watercolor on paper7.5 x 5.5 in See More in Art...
Back Pain
Looking back, I never stop being amazed by the fact that it took me so long to realize that my back hurt. But, yes, I have back pain. I tried telling myself for some time that it was the plain discomfort of sleeping on a rather sagging mattress, or a temporary effect of overexertion, the... Continue Reading →
Vamos Brincar
about this piece Vamos Brincar2007Black and white digital photograph2587 x 1733 px See More in Art...
The tree line distant and still
Closer than what I remember as the edgeof the earth with a sail cast out on string,wavering in the wind, barely blowingmy father teaches me to fly.I’m beneath a gnarled contortionist, shadesporadic, sunburnt holes in leaf cover,chain-link backstop all that’s left of childhoodon this old diamond where I grew wantingto learn to fly with the... Continue Reading →
Solidarity
Martin Luther King, Jr., Black American, delivered his “I Have a Dream” speech on August 28, 1963. The Civil Rights Act of 1964 outlawed labor discrimination. Malcolm X, Black American, was assassinated on February 21, 1965, receiving a total of 21 gunshot wounds. In 1965, the federal government enacted...
