(1.) On a Black and White Photography Tour of the Moon with a Sweetheart of a Ghost hanging onto My Armby Darryl Price Suppose you could bend your whole body backwards like she did, you know, like a taunt powerful bow and arrow kit, and push the…

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BLIND-SIDED 1 The humid night air clung to Julio's skin as he and Marco stepped off the bus near campus, laughter trailing behind them like the smell of esquites from the street vendor across the road. The political rally had been noisy and full of energy - and…

In the annals of subway lore and legend, no single line ever fostered more mirth than the Grants' Tomb Express. (No cheap tricks like exploding cigars, either.)

A glance—I dissolved completely.

This poem begins my poetry collection. It is about the pain and suffering I experienced when I had an attack of two pulmonary embolisms, one in the right lung, one in the left. This nearly killed me. I lived with the pain in my lungs whenever I took a bre

All that loves green produces green.

An eye patch waits aslant his passenger seat.

Because I'm old and this is the Way I Do Things now...

the only thing that impresses me now is the state of my inebriation

The wind comes up relentless in the afternoon

True story

And aren't we are so then so rarely The hero in another's story When we want to be. And why are we so always Rounding stories on the heroes Who don't want to be? And aren't we are so then are so rarely Heroes in each others' …

“Silent Valley: The quietest place in the Western hemisphere.” Jerry pulls back the throttle and squints so the wrinkles deepen around his eyes and creep out past the frame of his sunglasses. Even through my headphones and the thwok of the helicopter blades I…

The blue bird tapped at my window and pecked my crumbs. I talked to him as to a small person about the things of life, of flowers, of trees and the sky. Even at times pretending he was erudite, I questioned him about evolution and extinction. He looked at me as if he…

I was sitting on the steps in the entryway to our apartment building taking off my running shoes when I spotted a paperclip on the floor. I assumed it had fallen from the mail that my wife had just taken from our mailbox. Once my shoes were removed, I went down to pick…

Damn, the light turned green on me. Wasn't ready.