Lately, I’ve been surrounded by surreal moments. Sitcom episodes starring me, the guy you like enough not to hate. The experiences have been astonishingly real, even without the glasses. If I still ate Twizzlers, this daily show would require two bags of plastics. Now, those that surround me only have access to some memorable seasons….
Category: Eclogues
This is the main hub for all content. Most poems were written by me but any poem that was crafted by someone else will be noted as EP or Extra Poet.
Brugal & Coke
Of life the bartender and I spoke yesterday pouring my rum over ice, chilling the spirit “Make it a double the day was long” I said, “I need to forget it By poisoning myself a little, stunt life for a few hours keep it there” I told him “the bottle is my friend… we go…
Hit Me
What should I text you? When will we Hangout? I’m sitting here thinking. Focused on your smile, the one on the other side. It burrows into my eyes, smearing Adobo against my lenses. The game of love is about hedging your bets then tilting your hand away. Carrying your winnings home before they are fated…
23 Degrees Celsius
Sorrow is in my apartment where the lights shine as they have hued many times before but not on this cold night that surrounds me. Thirtysix years I lived with my thoughts but the apple tree is bare today with many leaves gone, knees and arms twisting. Masses of branches praising the sky, begging for rain…
Have A Bite
Let us heal today. Allow the apple tree’s growth. Sink our roots deeper.
Half Way There
The damn clock is buzzing Pigeons pecking sidewalks Gray against black People are bustling on the subway Standing packed on a Tuesday The homeless stirring A baby screaming pacifieeeerrr Hands against poles, over bags Their eyes are hazed with dreams Work… Tomorrow will be Wednesday The ride home will be similar Hands against poles, over…
The Well
I’ll dip my creamy stout Bucket into a stone cave Only bubbles stay AG
Brick Teeth
I yawn with the sun. Then swallow my busy guest. Stomach ache at six. AG
Sunset Cyclone
My winds blow roofs off Flooding homes and memories Sun rises after AG
Sour Milk
For how many days Did you wait on the counter Un-embraced by cold AG
The Eclogues 
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