When my grandmother died, I learned not only had I lost my family’s matriarchbut I had never been in the… Read more “Colors” Never Fade
I’m Glad I’m Not in Dixie
* sung to the tune of “(I Wish I Was in) Dixie’s Land” I’m glad I’m not in the land… Read more I’m Glad I’m Not in Dixie
Duty Bound to Hold It Down
I remember the day he leftand I became the man of the house.I was four and duty bound to hold… Read more Duty Bound to Hold It Down
Papa Don’t Take No Mess
his hands never leavethe filth of him crawls beneath her skinas feces stain the cuticlesof her thumbless handsshe gnaws around… Read more Papa Don’t Take No Mess
Cool Like Jazz.
It begins. Cool Like Jazz. Left, right, left, right. Feel the street and hold it tight. Left, right, left again.… Read more Cool Like Jazz.
She was lovely, adorned in gold leaf, hand-painted, or perhaps handmade appliqué that matched her golden, Roman sandals. She wore… Read more Two
I have my own theme music. Were it to play aloud, I’d be sued, most likely, by Led Zeppelin. Ah-ah-ah-AH…… Read more Inmigrante
A Song for Paterson
I watched the movie, Paterson, on a Sunday night. It was the story of Paterson, driver of the Paterson 23… Read more A Song for Paterson
table for one away from the kitchen back to the world not under the plants skylight’s too bright too much… Read more Trattoria Italiana
still in love. you’d think that after all these years of forgetting I’d have finally gotten it right. can’t wait… Read more Redecorating