It was perhaps the worst idea ever for a bar mitzvah theme. One can understand where it came from, of course. Henry – the boy – or man of...

You’re turning twenty-one today Happy Birthday, boy I knew once I’m ready to go now to flow away from dreams of you – But I’m happy for...

I wanted to be an Eva Joia Girl. They were chic, bitchy-looking, blonde brooding beauties. Blank-faced and sure, dark blue-eyed and...

I drink from the skull of my father The poison delicious, dark lager It fuels return fire, and his ire Inspires within me the bitch and...

I step into the hallway, bare feet touching cold tile. I try to ignore the cobwebs dangling in corners where the low ceilings and walls...

I went to the desert in springtime A rain shower hit scalded earth and I imagined sizzling The cacti silently slurped All the dew of the...

cursed blood subjective wars detritus on muddied shores a microcosm faltering intentions rescinding a cavernous catharsis baby teeth and...

...y me siguen y me siguen las espadas del invierno. A long time ago, I was afraid of death. From the first moment that I could think, I...

My mind feels like a tornado or rather, how I imagine it would feel to be surrounded by the vastness of one; which makes sense, I suppose...

After a hotel breakfast of coffee and bread, I’m driving moody passages through vineyards, past technicolor signs straight out of the...

When I feel like I can’t get something done, an acidic run away, run away creeps through me. Today, I’m trying to ignore it, because...

Sometimes I feel my heartbeat in my hands and I remember that I am here and I am real and I am alive. Blood pumping, lungs circulating;...