InsideIn Shouk HaCarmel the food is alive, almonds and cashews topped with burlap hats sing a cappela to the figs. Vendors chant echad shekel,...
SeemsMom tosses clothes all over her bed tears out seams See that green dress, a skirt this silk blouse, a jacket rip sew press Split...
In Praise of UnionsI must have been three and played in my crib while mom cleaned. She never looked at me but shouted. “Your father is a BLUE collar worker...
Eat the StormsWelcome to Eat the Storms, the one-stop poetry podcast coming to you from Dublin, Ireland, hosted by poet and producer Damien B....
The Dark Inside My Hooded CoatThe title of my new book and in prepublication phase from Finishing Line Press here's one of the poems and then a promo I will also post...
Terrone, a poem by melast year I published a poem in Chiron, a wonderful print magazine. it is the story of my grandfather and his immigration to the US...
Poems to Wake you UpI am so happy to announce that my poetry book The Dark Inside My Hooded Coat is in prepublication Mare Leonard’s chapbook ( a group of...
INCANTATION: LET THE MAGIC BEGINOriginally published on The New Verse News You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man. I can grab your pussy, stick out my tongue, spit,...
Newbie to BloggingI am writing some ekphrastic poems today one from the Erotica exhibit at thePicasso museum in Paris and another around a very different...