Love with the Proper Structure

Zeroing in on the yawing wound of her loss, Minerva had said she had loved Hotel Julian. There are lots of other buildings in Los Angeles, I offered, to assuage her pain – penalty, I thought to myself, for not taking better care of what she claimed to love. But it wasn’t the building sheContinue reading “Love with the Proper Structure”


Hamlet, talking to Rosencrantz and Guildenstern: “I could be bounded in a nut shell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams” (Act I, Scene II). Hamlet’s body does not seem to be the problem. Uploading Hamlet’s mind into a supercomputer and dispensing with his body wouldContinue reading “Ruminations”

Noir Street Choir

Purple plaque plugs these rose drowsy lines Cowled slugs slow tunes wet needed nibbling speech Crawls to neck to nip & gnaw ear snack signs Where moons have placed your pierced panache. One day we’ll dance this sonnet for Monet Gather green garden bonnet bright flowers Moist morning your sweet toes curled sachet & placeContinue reading “Noir Street Choir”

Oblique Obligato

Moon fresh ribbon smooth platen ball dust sea Fastened to fish risk bamboo water chills Homespun shark teeth reek bark oil tea tree Screeched scrounge scrawn crested pinch ear reach thrills Stringing brew broils cooking pot catch read bin Critical swarm goat bearded bee attack Smoked fuzz moss yucky hot sunder skin Feet faintly sweet & ditties sour retractContinue reading “Oblique Obligato”