the leaves speak
watch us pirouette prima donnas of the air multiplying until the brown grass becomes a patchwork quilt of many colors rake us in your sleep you’ll never be rid of us aim the blower at us we spiral into the… Read more ›
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San Carlos
San Carlos is a dog rousing itself from the paving stones to comb the streets for food, a kingfisher swooping down on its glittering prey, a woman singing to herself as she sweeps the sidewalk clean. Last night’s throbbing… Read more ›
La Luna del Rio
At La Luna del Rio the river rushes past the wooden balconies like a frothy sea, swirling in eddies around the bobbing canoes as if it were going to engulf the entire town, to sweep away the pilings and flood… Read more ›
so sad
it’s easy to pretend there’s nothing wrong that you simply slept too long drank too much last night that a cold is coming on that it’s your losses in the market or the somber winter morning that oppress you … Read more ›
Autumn Rain in Richmond
Propelled by last night’s heavy rains, the leaves pirouette to the ground, blanketing the brown sere grass in a quilt of many colors, clogging the downspouts, filling in the tunnels the moles had dug out in the spring. A… Read more ›
At the Hammam
the apartment by the tracks that I rented from the dwarf contained no shower just a bucket of water hanging in the courtyard heated only by the sun so on cloudy days I frequented the hammam where wiry cross-eyed Hamid… Read more ›