One July Ago, there Was a Café
at Broadway and Grand yet its name just leaped off my tongue like my great-uncle Gary who leaped off the Golden Gate Bridge to his Pacific Ocean coffin. They never […]
at Broadway and Grand yet its name just leaped off my tongue like my great-uncle Gary who leaped off the Golden Gate Bridge to his Pacific Ocean coffin. They never […]
Published in Still Human (Falkenberg Press, 2025)
Published in Still Human (Falkenberg Press, 2025)
Published in Still Human (Falkenberg Press, 2025)
Published in Still Human (Falkenberg Press, 2025)
Published in Still Human (Falkenberg Press, 2025)
In his Manhattan bed, Pablo shrieks over street honking. Belly-flopping down, he finds his after-dinner smoke beside a turkey thigh taunting his subtraction. How cruel he mutters to […]
I chugged another Corona in my Dolores Park circle of safety. A San Francisco park crew painted a starry sky of circles on that spread of green. My […]
Published in Still Human (Falkenberg Press, 2025)
Published in Still Human (Falkenberg Press, 2025)