City of Angels

A Poem To drive, endlessly. Look at the sky. It’s so orange. Why is it so orange? To drive, endlessly. Into the fire, The hills that are boiling; The end that is nearing. To drive, endlessly. Like a lone coyote, slinking Through the desert As night winds howl. To drive, endlessly. North.  As North asContinue reading “City of Angels”

Dreams of a Settlement

A Poem All my cold is left in dust. Suck the wind from my walls, And leave me tumbling in deserts. I’ll pray I’m struck by a bolt of lightning. So I’m left running, And groveling. Touch the leaves on my fingers And brush the flowers in my eyes. Tear my trunk to shreds. DrinkContinue reading “Dreams of a Settlement”

The Man Across the Street

A Poem Don’t go on Google if you fear pedestrians Or pedagogues Or pedicures. Lock your doors, And don’t look for shadows. You’re better off under the covers. Don’t eat candy. Travel in groups, And avoid eye contact with passersby. Gain height And put on muscle. Try to age as fast as you can. GrowContinue reading “The Man Across the Street”

Threnody

A Photographic Series and a Poem Eons of human suffering roll in tumbling clouds over towering mountains. Endless pain and turmoil thunder down upon those who cast about false optimism.  The devil disguises himself as saints, Wraps his wretched hands around their throats And squeezes them to death, Such that the Dark Ages never end.Continue reading “Threnody”

The Woman With 10,000 Faces

You walk with me along these lamplit streets. You touch me, And I melt. You are my story; Our fusion. I reach ecstasy in your eyes. I would touch you… But you have 10,000 faces. You are water on a desert plain; A fickle oasis. Ten thousand shapes, Ten thousand sizes. You, My greatest idea.Continue reading “The Woman With 10,000 Faces”

Winchester Days

Poetry and Photography Shot on 35mm An eagle sails over the blue diamond waters, I wander through a forest of green, A black dog rolls in the lazy flowers, And the pen writes a stunning scene. In an old, crooked house With creaky wood floors, I’m lost in some fantastic dream. Don’t call me, don’tContinue reading “Winchester Days”

The Elephant in the Room

A Poem Diego’s snipping reels in the corner, His face turned away in eschew. Agnes is punching stamps over her eyelids, While I’m pleading for a forgotten past. His smile is hidden under lock and key, His mouth spitting gold-plated pleasantries. And they’re all dazzling, rolling, talking heads, Speaking to another set of eyes, WhileContinue reading “The Elephant in the Room”

Sahel – The End of the Road

A Poem Poem inspired by Sahel: The End of the Road by Sebastiao Salgado You say you understand Sahel; What has happened here: The death, The life, The hunger.  You think you can put it in your frame and speak of its histories. But how can you understand Sahel When you don’t even understand yourself?Continue reading “Sahel – The End of the Road”