New York City Hard Time Blues (Miguel Pinero Poems)
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
I am tired of the heave and swell,the deep lunge in the belly, the gut'sdumb show of dance and counterdance,sway ...
limestone, with traces of polychromy, c. 1250Point Dume was the point,he said, but we never came close,no matter how far ...
Try to love everything that gets in your way:the Chinese women in flowered bathing capsmurmuring together in Mandarin, doing leg ...
The world, all that I see in winter's grip, held tight the howling winds, the blowing snow all I see ...
Within our houses the world around shut down nature bringing forth its wrath we are hunkered down the snow piling ...
A blackbird lands A good beer-barrel A man sits in a cave knitting A theatre in Copenhagen Abask the sea-wall ...
My first job was when I was about 15. I had met a girl named Hope who became my best ...
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
It was the days of the slow roll, times when we dextrously dressed our hand-rolled cigarettes with a dearth of ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
I am the little man who smokes & smokes. I am the girl who does know better but. I am ...
Give me life at its most garish Friday night in the Square, pink sequins dazzle And dance on clubbers bare ...
A born salesman, my father made all his dough by selling wool to Fieldcrest, Woolrich and Faribo. A born talker, ...
The day comes slowly in the railyard behind the ice factory. It broods on one cinder after another until each ...
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