“The Image is the Light” It is not true that I do what I do because I think. I do not even know what it is to think. I do not even understand why I do what I do. It … Continue reading “The Image is the Light”

June 16: On this dayA Brother died andA Brother was born It is myBlessing toLoveThem both Happy Deathday, N Jeff 😦 Happy Birthday, Lowride 🙂 Continue reading Brothers

“Perdon” Forgiveness is more powerful than understanding. The trick is not to think about it too much. Forgive. Get it over with. It is hard and painful, like pulling a splinter out of your soul. Then you will be healed. … Continue reading Perdon

“Flor” Even as you yell for new forms, there are still no answers to fundamental forms. Must poetry be truth? It is the most concentrated form. It is that person’s truth—their most precious words, vulnerable and vain words. There are … Continue reading Flor

I used to like to imagine myself in the book, then I became the book. I learned to live with barking dogs. On the pages, I played hide-and-seek, but the dogs would bark and give me away, so I would … Continue reading Writing Routine

“Someday” Perhaps I can be aPerfect actor toMyself—Look in the mirror andTake these bones andMake out of them aSmile of someoneWho can convince me ofWho I amRight now I’m not really interested inCultivating my personalityI simply want toFool myself in … Continue reading Poem: “Someday”

“To Taste” I like to think of myself asReasonableButI know this isNot true:Whether I like it or notI am a gambler Everything I do is aShot of the dice—From tying my shoesIn the morningTo saying my prayersAt night I do … Continue reading Poem: “To Taste”

Saturday, May 14, 2022   Dear Margarita,   No words can express my love for all that you are, for how you have blessed me, and given me life. You showed me how to smile 🙂   Today in only your 20th year of … Continue reading Margarita, Cal Berkeley Graduate!

“Indifference” I don’t knowWhat existsNor doI care I have aFatal feeling thatNothing meansNothing There is noNobility in nothing It would beBetter ifI simply enjoyedThe love of nothing Continue reading Poem: Indifference

From my new novel, Listo Love: I love Pit Bulls for the hell they can endure. All of that hell that I knew was inside them was what I needed for my own medicine. My past Pits could sustain hell … Continue reading “Shine Bright Like a Diamond”