Swingers

by | Oct 22, 2013 | Poetry, TO LOVE

I’m in a dream Longing my 18 year old self only remembers The world outside visits my half-dreams but I never really sleep next to you. I wait for the hour when your body stirs awake Bodies pressed puzzle pieces Hearts beating swelling, yearning, arching I see things...

Banksy Makes Fun of Everyone, Gets Rich While Doing So

by | Oct 14, 2013 | ART

If a famous artist, whose work is worth millions, showed up on a streetcorner unannounced, selling his work for $60 bucks couldn’t make more than a few sales what does that say about the commerce of art? What does that say about Banksy’s work? Does it mean...

A Frame

by | Oct 7, 2013 | Poetry, TO WRITE

Bourbon Street clanged like a Christmas tree on a train He never blinked. I’m going to build you an A-Frame, he said I built an instant dream on a stranger’s tweaker stare wider than the sky He’d taken enough of something to wish away convention I swam in it too....

Saying too Much, too Soon

by | Oct 6, 2013 | Poetry

The surrender and the beauty comes all at once Hot gusts of air smother the Pacific. Rhythmic motion, an historical shrug. You are silent infinity. With nothing to say back. You don’t lift your hands even to catch my words They fly over and through then fall where...