Poem for my Father Outside I picture you, your face lightly colored and unlike the other boys — no matter how long the Caribbean sun shines down on you, your skin remains, as always, not black, not white. Maybe you’re… Read More ›
So You Want To Be A Writer if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t… Read More ›
The Risk And then the day came, when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to Blossom.
For my female friends – the new moms and the mothers who are watching their children grow up, get married, and move out. The cycle of life. The Pediatrician Retires This is the archway where I stood, next to… Read More ›
The Best Cigarette There are many that I miss having sent my last one out a car window sparking along the road one night, years ago. The heralded one, of course: after sex, the two glowing tips now the lights… Read More ›
All My Pretty Ones Father, this year’s jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling its stone to your heart, leaving me here to shuffle and disencumber you from the residence… Read More ›