When women are slain with the men
A devil sets his foot on the sands where his lie fuels bloodshed

There was a sadness I revered
But never possessed,
Because there was youth
And hope to

Every heartbeat cannot be ignored
Heavy beating on my chest
In chaos it is
Every breath feels

Muslims go home
Black lives don't matter
or make America white again
what haters say or show by

People look at me and think
I seem too damn fine...
But look closer too see
That I pine...
I

(A short order poem for Trevor — age 3 1/2
8/9/92)

If I woke up
and found a present
under my

I’ve soaked up my portion of sorrow.
But then who hasn’t? Mine can’t compare
with some, I know.

Phoenix in Vietnamese
Echoes of your syllables

Closer to your milky Schimmel
A stork or a

Rumbling tumbling the white horses come
Galloping along towards the shore
Thunderous hooves

Inside you, you carried me,
You loved, cared, protect, and saved me.
You always have been a

It feels natural this way
you sat grinding
your soft silken joy
against my mouth
me drinking

The possibility of
getting groped
on the corner of
Unlucky & Unfortunate
is just a part of

Another day for living.
Up with different thoughts and changing ideas of what it should be filled

He does not know what he is doing to me;
sometimes I just want to go away to be free.
But hen he

Are you going to miss me ?
When I am dead and gone.
In that moment
Just that moment
Will you

High above the clouds I reflect
As the sun shines and reflects off my window
This moment is all

If now I had just one wish
It would be for a loving kiss
For now you are far away
Not only for

It's been a year since you have died,
and, Greg, I miss you, still.
I missed you every day this

Birds are chirping, sun is back
shining high in the sky
I thought it might be gone
the snow is

Soon the trees will bare
their trunks, their boughs and their souls
to Winter's chilled

Of my eleven,
two did not survive,
and nine take up my days and nights
and thirteen are numbered

Crisp and clean, yet still unseen,
Is the duopoly of power.
Before too long it will go badly

Three times she knocked
and I answered
brought her in from the rain
sheltered her
warmed

I woke Up this morning and I lost the world,
Where did It go?
When I went to sleep it was right

I see strength nor grace
in the mirror seeing me.
Unclear reflection.

15 October

Every morning
We have breakfast
Like
At Saint Germaine cafe
Rich pastry and
Roasted French

To a Soccer TV Show-dude who said that 'we need to stop acting as if coming out of the closet is

Life of another I want to have
A mother to become
My want is very grave
Life’s true journey yet

Lunar
trajectory
meets earth's umbral shadow.
Watch moons face a copper penny
eclipsed.

Mist floods the valley
drowning white-coated
coral trees and the flat,
solid lake:

here cold

Todo se sabe.
El fin es bien conocido
Pero el corazón
El Tiene su propio camino
El solo

It's as if I've known you for a lifetime, like we've spent years swaying in a concert hall with

Imagine the silly things you could do
Dress like a bear in green

Look past the smoke and see the heart your eyes broke.

We looked into each others eyes and saw

Tired of symbols,
Hidden meaning just beyond my grasp.
Tired of inhibitions,
And the shadows

the stages of this life

cannot be separated

they are bound to one another

by scar

cruising above the clouds
over the North Atlantic
the bright soft expanse
like a cosmic hammock

In the dark crimson cellar I crawl.
A fistful of miseries. Knees crammed into
jawbone.

It was a blur.
You were there and then you weren’t.
Like rain in the summer,
It leaves as soon as

Walsall makes saddles
Its our heritage, claim to fame.
Leatherwork and bridalry
made us noticed

They always say best foot forward
And keep your head straight
Or at least that's what I heard

Death is always with me, at my elbow
sporting a jaunty beret and a fake French accent;
at dinner,

Wounds will be healed, blows softened by time,
old friends will be friends once more;
words spoken

Gween
Wats your favrit kolor mine in perty gween..
It’s the bestest kolor dat I

When my little cup spills and is empty
A desert overtakes my mind
Words evaporate and I become a

O how
Ruefully I pine
For mi pueblito perdido,
What I wouldn’t give,
To be young again,
And

I will tell you anything
You might want to know:
Just please let me sleep.

Resistance is worn