Working Out with Edward Albee.
***a poem from the mid- 90’s: Working Out with Edward Albee. It isn’t that I ever see him, It’s just comforting knowing he’s there. Weighting for the weights, Trudging on the treadmill, Running in...
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transasia
Hot sweet baklava afternoonsWhen your tongue curls curls curls in my earLike the designs on your grandmother’s rug,Your American motorbike exotic and strangeTeaching German to the Turkish boys,Metaphysics to the women. Last time I...
Pearls [on the sinking of the Titanic]
After the lifeboats had goneThe wealthiest men in AmericaStood together on deckListing to one last waltzDreaming of Vienna and Wagner. Dressed in dinner jacketsTheir fingers stained with nicotineThe fires in their handsReflecting uponThe yellow...
