I just saw your face – in an airport lounge Or rather, your features expressed on a stranger At least in side profile anyway – For three […]
The Here and Now
I just read an author with a voice so familiar I thought I might have written that prose myself. Then he used gaps of demarcation and I was envious of his […]
Like Candy for Cherry Blossum
They approach trends the achingly polite way they would any transaction, with norms and custom. It seems that this is how it is possible to fetishise America without breaking tradition. Sweet rebellion, […]
the Reinvented Poet 