Estranged from the subway
It’s been eleven weeks since last I took the subway, dived into the underground, and shared a common space with other travelers. I have not been seated next to strangers […]
Category Archives: poetry
Today — a portal
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both – Robert Frost What if — today is crossroad-different, a path diverging, maybe mountainwards or deeper […]
No more playing tricks
Numbed on drugs she gets no kicks fatigued she won’t be playing tricks again on sleazy dudes; on pricks she loathes; on normal men; a mix of jeans and middle-class; […]
A Verse in Vain
This verse is neither plea nor pardon, it’s the scabs I pick, the poetry of open wounds, an ever-present future of every Monday past. These syllableeding sentences wrenched from aching […]
Time arrested by death
Touch me darkly my black beauty princess, my deep-purple queen across golden acres youth over mountains of joy and down into valleys, down into darkness of depths, on the pathways […]
