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It was gonna be a long ride and the Lyft driver needed to gas up her car She apologized several times I used my phone to search for nearby gas station one right along the way before hitting I-95 It all worked out We found the gas station easy enough it was a straight shotContinue reading “ABOVE AND BEYOND”

I lost the cadence somewhere along the way The pure word flow dissipated into hazy memory and left me standing  at the altar like a jilted lover. words scribbled on a brown napkin made from recycled paper. Probably written sometime in the late 90’s. JILTED LOVER | PostPoems Choke the Chicken (or Auto Erotic AsphyxiationContinue reading “JILTED LOVER”

The young lady with the green hair  & tattoos on her face & a skeletal nose ring  is laughing at my jokes. She’s actually cute but not as cute as her dark haired friend with the uncluttered face. They’re both smiling and laughing at my yarn. I’m not sure if they’re laughing at me orContinue reading “GREEN HAIRED LADY”

Women in orange outside playing basketball in a prison yard a nervous guard gripping gun fingers tensely holding tight WOMEN IN ORANGE | PostPoems

Those late night Jersey Transit trains It’s always a gas well past midnight up to no good at a Dead and Company show Queens in the rear view mirror departing Manhattan riding that train stuffed with other Heads trying to get home to Jersey or PA as it were feeling no pain listening to conversationsContinue reading “NOSE BREATHER”

I’ll have truly earned the scorn & derision of the critics whence I finally release this dribble but I won’t walk the plank of Orizaba & follow Crane to a death of either asphyxiation or shark meal the pundits will get their say and the reviews will be severe but I fear not the harshnessContinue reading “KINDNESS OF STRANGERS”

The assignment was to place Huckleberry Finn in modern day New York and write a short story.  I was a high school kid in the 80s and only spent a few field trips in New York.  Of course, I watched many TV shows and I did have my imagination.  Mr. V didn’t cotton to me.  I was aContinue reading “BEASTLY BUT BEAUTIFUL (flash fiction(?))”

And postulating on poetry and wondering if the inspiration can be found in mown grass and dry summer nights as the beer is no longer enough to fire my soul a green fairie is beckoned with a belief in transcendence or at least a serious buzz HALF ASS KEROUAC SIPPING ABSINTHE | PostPoems JUST WHENContinue reading “HALF ASS KEROUAC SIPPING ABSINTHE”

I found Duende & then lost it among the papers & notebooks scattered on desks & shelves  & under beds. It made a cameo on a poemwritten on a napkin in a brewpub in Vermont only to smudge into oblivion. Over time, it occurred & reoccurred  in haunted alleys, bus station bathrooms; even the rare sightingContinue reading “I FOUND DUENDE”

Loved ones stay with you after death; They continue to live on in your heart and soul. They continue to haunt your memories and dreams. My father passed on 17 years ago but still makes cameos & guest spots in my dreams  from time to time and amazingly, after all these years, he’s still callingContinue reading “DUMBASS”