written By in Barcelona, I bought tickets for the flamenco show for 8:00 but we really need to leave by at least 6:30 to have a drink in the salon if we want to take the Rodalies the ticket machines can be quite finicky and the email said to be there at 7:30 and we... Continue Reading →
written By there is a tank of giant sea crabs the largest arthropod in the world that lives 2,000 feet below the sea devouring collapsed whale fall and I saw online somewhere very far away they discovered three new species of ookie gloopy creatures and despite the belugas next door, named Yulka and Kula and... Continue Reading →
Nowadays, nobody’s impressedwhen I tell them I met Betty Friedan.Remember her? Author ofThe Feminine Mystique? She wasfalling-down drunk, foamingat the mouth, apparently performingher parody of toxic masculinity. We’re celebrating my granddaughter’sthird birthday, watching her tear opena gift from one of her Cuban-Americangrand-aunts, a Disney Princess kit,clip-on plastic earrings, a plastic tiara,& best of all, a... Continue Reading →
It was near Memorial Day when she went into the earth along with her neighbor and friend who died a month or so after she did. This is in the frozen North where winter burials are postponed until the ground thaws. I’d given Carolyn a red rose to toss onto her mother’s coffin after it... Continue Reading →
written By I conjure up a human satellite attuned to night-and-day’s full spectral sweep. Found and made to jerk off to their delight into test tubes, they’d launch research for sleep -resistant breeds. Fresh paint will surely spell alarm on coffee traders’ placards that’ll burgeon. Never to go under—may he feel well enough to... Continue Reading →
written By Where our shore glimmers as waves overspill my body wakes plunged in a morning swim after sunrise removed the water’s chill. Like a jogger through pouring rain, I will tread water cold or not from limb to limb when our shore glimmers as waves overspill. Neighboring banks remain unclear until... Continue Reading →
written By All those roads all those forks. The ones taken the ones not. The ones we think we’ve chosen the ones we know were thrust on us. The what ifs and if onlys. I almost died at 16 and 17. I almost went on tour with the Cramps. I almost went to Tulane Law... Continue Reading →
I sit in the park letting sun rays warm my back. Staring at the bright spring flowers, I think about all my plans and wonder if I should just forget them— After all, nothing compares to the Texas sunshine. I could stay here and just plant myself in the dirt, so that I too can... Continue Reading →
After Jarett Moseley Joshua hands me a lighter and shows me how to use it. We walk to the park by his house and watch trains stitch the ground intoa quilt. The river eats fish. We stand on the tracks until wind echoes our bones. Joshua says he loves to light piles of paper onfire... Continue Reading →
You drove, so I tried to describe them, witches dancing, opening their arms to the mountains, Sangre de Cristo. These trees have their own mission. Their bark is black and each limb has its own life to live. That’s what I said. You said ok, poet, they might be bigtooth maples Rio Grande cottonwoods or... Continue Reading →
