#about giving up

When you say it like that, you make it so believable. – And Even If Love Was Lost, Unknown Chapter – When you say it like that, you make it so believable, I say. I can still remember the scenery. The sky is blue, the sunlight passes through you, and the faint shadow of summer […]

#leave a message

#leave a message

I will call you back next week. K. I will be checking my mailbox more often. M. She’s a wolf. When the moon strikes at midnight and its blue light paints a shadow of pain, she turns into this hideous creature moving along the shops’ window panes: her claws leave red blood on the pavements […]

In A Coffee Shop

I drank a cup of coffee to outgrow my madness and sadness; Never know whence they come nor when they’ll leave. You ask me, What’s wrong with a little sadness? And I say, Honey, if the human condition means the sadness will never leave or let me be, I refuse to be a human or […]

Podcast: Charles Bukowski – The Last Night of the Earth

Transcription: That we were perishable, perhaps didn’t occur to Him Or That greater gods might be Watching. begging, Charles Bukowski One can never have enough of Charles Bukowski’s books on the shelves, just as one might live in oblivion never knowing that we are perishable. Hi, and welcome back to the Radio of Resistance. I […]

Fare thee well

Fare thee well It’s been a long battle, and I thought we could be more than comrades wearing the same scars and the same little memorandum on our forehead saying we have lost. Fare thee well It’s been a long war. A meaningless, gruesome war where you grow on your comrades’ corpses and there’s nothing […]

Since You’ve Been Gone

Since You’ve Been Gone

To M. and the memories we shared. Since you’ve been gone, I don’t even know if I’m outside more or if I’m just staying inside and imagine that I’m still on the outside. I visited the café at the corner – they’ve just opened; the menus are all new and the chairs are made of […]

A Rose for My Mother, Part IV

I wonder if you cry in the shower, when you are left alone with your thought and there was no one around you to put on a show for: A show of strength, of bravery, of someone who is fearless of death and fearless of victory. I wonder if you cry in the kitchen, when […]

A Rose for My Mother, Part III

I don’t know what to say to you, Mother, to amend your sadness and sorrow. Apologies and gratitude, Mother, seems so useless and meaningless now. The other day you told me the story about my sister – who had struggled to survive Autism on her own and failing at that, is now just passing through […]

Letter to M., #4

Dearest M., Do forgive me for putting these words into verses Which will just complicate things and None of us will want to see; but M. Is there anything on this Earth that is ever Complicated? Dearest M., I had a dream. I don’t even know if it was about the me and you Or […]



You say when you are walking out the door that you will be back home when the tide hit the shore and honey, I don’t know if I should believe in you or if I should believe in the Schrodinger’s cat: fearing the tomorrow that you may or may not come home to where I […]