Rats
Black Checker Cab midnight
Memorial Day Eve downtown
Deborah Campbell feeds the poor
Veterans of the street and the latest trickle
Down and outers of our one nation indivisible
Watch out! There’s more humankindness on the move
Deb goes for blankets, tells me the rats of Public Square
Are biting the hungry who are homeless there
Rats! I say to myself, Rats! give [...]
Found myself in Los Lunas a few years back, outside Albuquerque, not far from Santa Fe. Spent a wonderful afternoon at Kell Robertson’s place in the high desert. Ken Greenley, Matt Borkowski, and Michael Darrah came along. It was one of those rare magical afternoons that only happen a few times in a lifetime. [...]
better to jot down lines
than sniff them
better to write a bad
aaaaaaaapoem
than no poem at all.
Life had gotten
too clever for Hondo Molovinski. Cleverness was at the core of all his broken relationships: clever women, yoga instructors and lawyers, women from rich families who slummed with Hondo because he was reasonably good looking, knew the names of obscure punk bands, and could fuck all night with the aid of a [...]
Old Ladies at the Flea Market
They most come here
every week whether they
need to or not, these old
ladies in wheelchairs, with
walkers, canes, surgical
stockings stretched over
swollen ankles, varicose
veins as they creep down
the aisles, stopping traffic
both to a fro, harder to
get around than The Seven
Rocks of Granite, blue hair
permanently waved & frozen
into place by aromatic sprays,
hoese dresses reeking [...]
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