“Blowing Smoke” Sometimes I drink—just like an infant. I clutch at the bottle of life. Sometimes I smoke and blow out O’s—just like a gangster. I offer this as a kiss: I promise you I will not let you die. … Continue reading Poem: “Blowing Smoke”

“Here, This Air” Today my hands hold a memory. Cupped inside is nostalgia and pain. I caress them both from one hand to another. This love is alive, as real as the hands that hold it. This pain is deep … Continue reading Poem: “Here, This Air”

For Reddy Ryder, APBT: To be totally focused, you must be hungry. It is an instinct to be sharp, to be Reddy for the hunt. You are in the divine, and there is no malice. It is simply a gift … Continue reading “Prey-Drive, Pray-Drive”

“Departure” I have done my duty. It is the best I can do, even though it is not enough. At this our end, I do not curse to condemn you. I simply shake the dust off of my sandals. It … Continue reading Poem: “Departure”

“Sunday Sidewalk” From a Sunday afternoon, a nothing, our Amor emerged My gaze, which had slept for too long, was dreaming of you, had always dreamed of this moment to look upon your face It was not fire but nothing—a … Continue reading Poem: “Sunday Sidewalk”

Always in all ways all Amor Eterno to all 🙂 On Friday, July 22, at the San Francisco Writers Conference, Loved Ones joined to offer and share ideas and art. In this video, you will see your Brother Ben offer … Continue reading Writing for Change: Amor Eterno for Everyone

Join us for this beautiful event! On Friday, July 22, at the Hyatt Regency’s Grand Ballroom, I will be discussing Listo Love, my latest novel, my life project, at the San Francisco Writers Conference “Writing for Change” event. Please join … Continue reading “Writing for Change: Literature of Love”

“I Am That Thief on the Cross” No crown of thornsNo gloryNo name All my lifeI kept sinningCommitting crimes I do not disputeJusticeI deserve what I got HopelessHanging on a crossBreathing my last breathsI wish love on aPerfect stranger: “Remember … Continue reading Poem: I Am That Thief on the Cross

For the past 48 hours, I have felt the sublime, the intense awe of Amor. It is better to give than to receive. Going now to drop off the 83 Cadi Coupe de Ville and take the Loved One for … Continue reading Writing for Change: The Sublime

“Lowrider Love” When I first got out of the Corps back in 93, I had heard his name but never expected to meet him because he was serving a life sentence in La Pinta. Before he went in, he had … Continue reading Writing for Change: “Lowrider Love”