“Dia de Gracias” I am thankful for the grace I don’t deserve. The sun upon my face The sky with all its air The sea that spits me out on every shore I am here and it is beautiful. There … Continue reading Dia de Gracias

“Voice in the Wilderness” It is raining and the water works to turn the streets into a desert. I walk alone and miss you. The truth of memory hurts my heart. Out of this nothing, a boy jumps and splashes, … Continue reading Voice in the Wilderness

Every November 10 my Brother and I would celebrate his birthday and the Marine Corps birthday together.  At 6 a.m. I would knock on his door on 21st Street in La San Fran Mision, and he would rub the muck … Continue reading Combat Action

“I Shop for Love at La Segunda: A Review of Tony Robles’ Thrift Store Metamorphosis” So what if Kafka’s character transforms into a cockroach? The real metamorphosis happens in the heart. In his new collection of poetry, Thrift Store Metamorphosis, … Continue reading I Shop for Love at La Segunda: A Review of Tony Robles’ Thrift Store Metamorphosis

“War Story” No one ever reads the first line. They fast-forward to the combat action because we love a good war story, not to learn but to be entertained. The enemy is always ourselves. I got a medal for fighting … Continue reading War Story

“Cruise Through” The present moment never stops just like Love never stops. I learned that the hard way in hell. Bitter. Ugly. Stupid thinking I was smart. Empty in hell with nothing but myself, the worst torture. Sleep was a … Continue reading Cruise Through

“For That to Happen, You Must Love Amor” If you can’t understand these words, don’t worry, because they don’t make sense. All I can do is what I do, and even I don’t know what it means, but I do … Continue reading For That to Happen, You Must Love Amor

“See What It Gets You” Light shows you both the good and bad. It can’t help it because it is simply the sun. It shows you scars and wrinkles and your route to death, which is your own image in … Continue reading See What It Gets You

“Forever Fragmentation” My heart is always broken in forever fragmentations. It can never be whole when I am simply so many shattered pieces that do not fit together in any puzzle. I think; therefore, I smash myself more into a … Continue reading Forever Fragmentation

“A Conversation with My Sol” One day you will be the empty space strolling down the street. One day you will be the nothing that is life itself. No one will even remember your name. I said nothing. The end … Continue reading A Conversation with My Sol