I unzip my jacket and unwind my scarf, the ends of which kiss the subway car floor. My mask contracts and expands over my nose and beard as I hunt for my breath. It is January, but I am hot and sick and don’t want to stand on a crowded train. The car jolts from…
Category: Fuckery
The Incandescent Elyjah Tamman b. May 13, 1990. d. Oct. 17, 2021
My first year in journalism revolved around writing up crime briefs and obituaries for the Camden Courier Post. For most reporters tasked with writing the obits, it was considered a formulaic chore. A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated for … A purple heart awarded for injuries suffered on the Normandy beaches during the…
Two Score, today.
On this day, 40 years ago, August 26th, 1979, my family stepped off a plane at JFK. On the way to our new hometown, Sparta, NJ, my father insisted we stop at the base of the World Trade Center towers. He was awed by the towers. And they were terrific, sure, but, coming from the…
Followers
I am resting. Watch. I am fluttering, you follow. Be wise when you chase.
Anchored
What color are you? It depends on the light, no? Our hooks are in the mud.
Avarice
Precious is you.Jade, ruby, amber opals.A fiend tugs within.
Tempting Invite
Wet between your toes Softly walk upon the pond Beware of below
Passion and Pain
Leaves thrust, firm and new. Breathing with callow desire. Petals rot like flesh.
Heavy water
Eight point three pounds. Gallons upon gallons. Displace me now.
Dawns
The one word to learn. In any tongue is thank you. Rising from your bunk.