in a room full of gabachos,
he says: good afternoon everyone,
my name is silvio marquez. he says his name
like water gliding on wet rocks, 178 more words
2 weeks, 1 day ago
For What It’s Worth
On Christmas day, I found myself on my knees
with my eyes closed: it’s as if
I was praying intently to whoever was there… 330 more words
3 weeks, 5 days ago
“… I am sorry I had no other way”
I am wretched, I’m dissolute,
I lost my soul in the alleyway.
I am thankful, I am remorseful, 153 more words
1 month ago
the hairdresser combs through my hair with long fingers,
diagnosing hair as dry as uncooked, squid ink pasta.
so, what would you like me to do today? 103 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
Faith Taryn Davies
A/N: Maybe from 2006-2007? Our instructor gave us 2 minutes to write and this was what I came up with…umm? yea… 32 more words
you have appeared to me in many forms.
today you hide in winter-themed covered packages
and exhale murkiness when i untie holiday ribbon–
you follow me like flies on horse shit. 68 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
every morning, at the small square table
covered with a cream tablecloth that almost
grazes the floor, there is a disagreement.
sometimes it is about thrift stores, memories, 139 more words