Tag: creative writing

Poem 20151004

crow

i rest my thumb
in the valley of your spine
above your waist
as we cross the street

not so much to direct
as you know the way
and not so much to protect
because there’s no real danger

but in a sense
it is to protect something
–different than moving you
out of the path of an oncoming car–
to direct you
–not in a direction you
are not already going–

but more
this thumb
that vertebra
connect

Poem 20151003

crow

today at the market
they had lechon
finally
after the last two times
i came to the counter
and asked

the first time they told me
they only have it on the weekend
the second time that they had run
out

and the greasy pork
with its fried skin
tasted so much better
now that i had cornered it
like i had hunted it down
and cooked it myself

Poem 20150929

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memory is butter yellow
sweet and salty
and soft at room temperature

i spread it out
on english muffins
that can scarce contain

the sound of your voice
that movie we saw–what was it?
and that word that means that
thing
right there
on the tip of my

let the knife slip in
cut
distribute
don’t let it drip away
and chase every luminescent droplet
with your finger