Sweet Bitters

I wanted to say something profound, but nothing came out. “Ma’am, would you like to stop police brutality?” Ma’am? “Yes, but not now.” “Not now?! But it has to start now!” Her voice trailed off as I scuffed down St. Mark’s and over to the #6, only to be transported down to Brooklyn Bridge, up,…

Life’s Loves to Ponder

Periodic messages trigger past transgressions, martinis, smokey kisses and a bond that could not be, said I, not he. Hiding behind a courtroom pulpit, the lord threatens hollow promises of a pilgrimage … to the country of my choice. Will I go? Not so. Not so. The Spanish seas are more puissant than the Louisiana…

Haiku 10-13-16

We share our laughter Shallow breaths and a stumble She dances again