Memorial Day
For the dead and those dead while alive: “Memorial Day” Have I done my duty? Any duty that is not Amor is not my duty. The past is a prison of nightmares. I wake up howling, and I don’t remember. … Continue reading Memorial Day
For the dead and those dead while alive: “Memorial Day” Have I done my duty? Any duty that is not Amor is not my duty. The past is a prison of nightmares. I wake up howling, and I don’t remember. … Continue reading Memorial Day
“My Hallelujah Is a Howl” I am an animal, wild inside of my heart. I cannot tell you in words that you are beautiful because you become too vain, too tame. Unnatural. I howl your beauty. You hear this and … Continue reading My Hallelujah Is a Howl
“Sipping on a Cup of Coffee” This morning I jumped out of my dreams, and now I’m awake, and it is cold and rainy, and this is my life. Sipping on this cup of coffee, I am free from thought. … Continue reading Sipping on a Cup of Coffee
“Knowledge” The worst sins are hate and ugliness. To wish hate is to wish death, eternal punishment, and you know, not even the law is worse than you—as if the power of hate made you a god or el diablo, … Continue reading Knowledge
“Snake Eyes” He sided withSinnersSo was happy with theRoll of the dice When finally hisSoul sank,He stayed silent,Like anInnocent manWho explainsNothing Continue reading Snake Eyes
A True Dream: Tattoos attack oblivion. Back in June of 2008, a day after my Brother took his last heavenly hit, the Homeboy ‘Face tattooed my Carnal’s name like a necklace across my chest. I didn’t want to forget my … Continue reading “Magic of Amor: Matching Monte Carlo Tattoos”
Vida Loca should immediately offend you. It should remind you of the most vile curse word. Once we embrace that insanity, we can be honest with each other. To howl Vida Loca! in the middle of the street at midnight … Continue reading Vida Loca
Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust Barrio Bushido. Spanish-Japanese loosely translated as Street Honor. Sick-with-it Sav vida loca philosophy, tragedy, and victory. Amor in its finest form. Today, February 17, marks ten years, a full decade, since the rainy evening … Continue reading Barrio Bushido: 10 Years of Street Honor, Ashes, and Dust
Share Creativity: A blessing to return to my original alma mater, City College of San Francisco, and present Pura Neta, my new novel, to Forum magazine. This interview’s pretty good 🙂 If you are a creative writer or an aspiring … Continue reading Forum Magazine Presents Pura Neta