Glistening under the
African sun
Taino heat rising through her,
The scent of rum and sea,
...
The poetry of a blind man
Is not metered
In contrast hue or color
It is textured
...
Te dejo ahora
Y por cierto
Ya llego la hora de Lola
Suelta ya las sogas
...
A single lost rose
Abandoned on the road
Blood red on asphalt black
A discarded thought
...
Best feed the black dog
Its chalky milk
Surrender to its subtle growl
Allow it space
...
We pack our time in
Bundles of 10
Each year a fractal of the greater life
Time and passage
...
You have bitten my arm and
Drawn blood
Peace be with you my brother
You have gnawed my bones and
...
I live with a wild god
Of no face
Of no voice
Of no intent
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