Reflection spawns
penetrating questions
searching further
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Relampago en la Republica de Poemas
Les doy este circuito de letras cargadas por los recuerdos de nuestra amiga, la señora Ursula K. Le Guin, quien fusionó palabras en nuevos mundos brillantes. [leer más]
Ave Chingada
Trained up in the Bible Belt, I’ve heard many righteous hellfire sermons rebuking the Whore of Babylon. I don’t recall much mention of the Pimp. [Read More]
One Cup of Tea
Perhaps, someday…
when the shattering is complete,
we will sit in each other’s company again,
rest in the space of shared silence.
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Tarea de las Patrias
La migración de ideas entre idiomas les da espacio para voltear alrededor. Pequeños descubrimientos en la traducción me vuelven a la magia original de las palabras. [Read More]
Buenas Tardes
En el paseo dorado, los saludos fluyen entre lugareños y visitantes. Las sombras serenatan la luz. Nuestra separación descansa y nos volvemos a una mescolanza de alma.
Backwater muse floods the borders of Babylon
What does it mean to make art in the boonies, pore long over sentences that never scale the muckety-muck steps of public attention? How does one who loves the civic beauty of words keep forking them onto the floor? [Read More]
La Señora de las Tortas
Mid-morning cake is not what I’m after,
and my few words of Español are inadequate for dialog.
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The Parable of the Waters
And it came to pass all the waters of the planet roared
to the God of the Universe and Handmaiden Moon. [Read More]
