another poem |
My Sister, Who Died Young, Takes Up The Task by Jon Pineda A basket of apples brown in our kitchen, their warm scent is the scent of ripening, and my sister, entering the room quietly, takes a seat... Posted by on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 05:32:00 GMT |
three poems by Pier Giorgio Di Cicco (1949-) |
I Want You To See===========I want you to see the hole in my shirt where yourheart went through like a Colt 45, and openeda dream at the back of the neck. Here, let me unbutton it for you.Notice the r... Posted by on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 21:35:00 GMT |
Detour |
I don't really like the myspace layout of journaling or blogging or whining-on-the-internet-to-strangers-ing so if you're interested in that, mosey on over to http://www.livejournal.com/users/mi... Posted by on Sun, 01 Jan 2006 17:28:00 GMT |