There is the whoop of a siren, and suddenly red and blue lights play over the backs of her closed eyelids. She lies in bed. She knows it’s the cops. This is always how she wakes when they come to her father’s house in th...
For Bob Marley
I grind the beans for my morning coffee,
organic fair trade beans from Trader Joe’s
in the electric coffee grinder
my father gave me so long ago,
the smell of happiness fills my kitchen,
No One’s Beat Samsara
You just can’t win vs. that Wheel of Birth & Death
when you have women, mojo and looks, something else
will be missing—your teeth haven't all been accounted for and now
an ex is asking for ...
This Cat Is Now My Cat
I hope that my girlfriend doesn't come back tonight.
In fact, I hope my girlfriend never comes back.
I hope that her cat becomes my cat.
It basically already is.
I fucking love this cat.
"Give me a blow job!"
He bends me quite low to his crotch, and I want to tell him a few words more about how much I love him, but he doesn't leave me any time. He presses his hand on the back of my head and my gaze slide...
in the realm of
i was heading west
from ave b between 1st & 2nd,
a storefront opposite
the Gas Station, to do the errand
i had been asked, i was
heading to e. 3rd between
1st & 2nd, to a building
where dave burrell...
Most of the kitchen staff and busboys at Mary Ann's Mexican restaurant on Fifth Street and Second Avenue in the East Village are from the Dominican Republic, like Luis, a cook in his early twenties. Despite being just a few...
EAST VILLAGE REMAINS
in East Village
the garbage was tossed out
only to wash ashore
along 2nd Avenue
resold by peddlers,
bought by the hopeless few
who see a nostalgia,
a bargain, who take it home
Now that it's likely most of the most-interested have ingested the first 4 episodes of David Lynch's reboot of Twin Peaks on Showtime, I wanted to share some observations.
As an elder, nearly 64, I watched the original se...
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