Pratikriyasana
(Counter pose) My heart leaps at the rap on the window. A CO. A flashlight. I am lying on the […]
Tributes
Is That a Bug in My Drink?
The meat in a gravy sauce lookin’ so fine.
Some called it turkey, I called it mine.
Nana
Nana immigrated
in 1965,
came to the states
from Sonora, Mexico.
Escape
In desperate times the prisoner, to enhance his vision, closes his eyes, presses his head into the puff of his
The Walk
It starts when entering prison with “The Walk.”
Through clanging gates that freeze your blood with fear;
Eyes searching for the threat that sets you on guard.