Uptown Mosaic Magazine

Poetry

Hailing A Cab

Hailing A Cab

 I’m assuming my desire to be driven somewhere will be like a siren call to a taxi driver’s need to make money. But I’ve been..

March 14, 2012
Broken Distances

Broken Distances

Even the geese ( I think ) can tell, spent into billward distances, through broken and broken distances, unfathomable and scarcely..

March 14, 2012

Choke on Me

I am worth every clogged artery,   Damn your consciousness,   Your awareness of health   And your propensity to read   Out loud the..

September 13, 2011

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,..

September 13, 2011
The Pianist

The Pianist

She’s fighting against keys kidnapping mood,   high, shrilly notes that over-thrill,   deep, clubbing bass tones that drag...

September 13, 2011

Out of Work

Lust, avarice, masturbation,   I’ve done the lot.   I’ve even coveted.   Just look at my face.   The coveting leaps..

September 13, 2011

Escapism

Sometimes I feel as if I’m drowning. I feel detached. I feel like I’m missing out on the moment because I’m afraid to feel: I don’t..

June 23, 2011

I Am Not A Murderer!

It might be a dream; A girl has been killed. I knew her.   They’ve unearthed body parts in the vacant lot. I was seen there...

June 23, 2011

Silence in the Afternoon

Silence in the afternoon burns  brittle holes in the cloth   of time.  I suppose it could be desire rising through impatient..

June 23, 2011

Addictions

The need I feel is not audible but it pounds its fists against my egg-shell skull, trying to break out in a spill of yellow goo. It pinches..

April 21, 2011
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The Gallery
  • The Break
  • Yellow Cab
  • Snowflakes
  • Of Wings and Prints
  • Abbey Road Revisited
  • Carnival
  • Cross Culture
  • Juan Carlos
January – February
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