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People have asked if I felt guilty for lying to you. If I had told you everything, you would have cried and you would have yelled and you..
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My Signature Itself is an Inferno
I was born in ‘83 to a city alive in fire and hurt, spent after seeping its lifeblood out to the streets where gangs and hoods all..
Mexican Bulldozer Radio
We could hear the Mexican radio through the floor above us. Laura and I lived in a basement apartment beneath her boss’s house. Aside..
The Good Life
WE WERE MEETING a lady at a home in Dix Hills. She was buying five or six pieces of good-name furniture from a family who had to sell..
Neighbors
I suppose I should tell you about the Hobermans. Not ’cause I really want to, you know, but ’cause I figure it’s what..
Jewel Box Graffiti
You feel bad when annoyed By happy people doing nothing But making all the noises You would make too, if happy. Especially with company,..
Out of Work
Lust, avarice, masturbation, I’ve done the lot. I’ve even coveted. Just look at my face. The coveting leaps..
The Pianist
She’s fighting against keys kidnapping mood, high, shrilly notes that over-thrill, deep, clubbing bass tones that drag...
You Out There?
Yeah, I did it again. Another long unexplained absence. I’m sure my six readers are wandering around blogless trying to figure out..
Yes, God is a Republican
With European soccer season over and basketball season completed I’m left to focus my attention on my other favorite sport. Yup,..
