Aiming Low

I have spent many hours waiting for the time to pass for the train and the rain to pass for me to get over my mistakes, which I cann...

The Sad State of Differences

A yellowed sheet of notebook paper fell out of a 1972 Japanese translation of The Great Gatsby . There was writing on it, in a clumsy hand i...

Just the Way You Are?

A response to the song, "Just the Way You Are": But it's so hard to stay "just the way you are." Some people may stay just the way they ar...

Two Points

P: You are not alone. Q: But I want to be alone.

Messenger's Burden

I received a single-line message from a distant friend on Facebook, which read: "What r u doing now?"  What am I doing now?  I almost blurte...

Utility's Song

Anything can be useful Depending on what you want to do with your life. Please don't tell Phoebe this and that won't be useful for her t...

So Much for Innocence

As a boy, I loved fat girls.  Without even realizing I loved them. What I also did not exactly realize, or care to know, was the fact Th...

Not Even a Poem

Today, I will be literal and say: One needs to be persistent.  In life.

Two Golden Phrases

"You do not understand what I am going through" and "You do not know me" are, to me, Two golden phrases. They are totally different fr...

A Selfish Being

I don't like animals at all, but I like their shapes. I change friends more often than I change towels.  Seriously. I despise most peopl...

Florescent Lights and Plums

There was a time when I would spend hours daydreaming about florescent lights and plums.  The florescent lights would come in all different ...

Happy New Year!

Today marks the beginning of the lunar new year; Happy thoughts of dragon. I, forlorn, wrote three books in a dream.

An Easy Life

Why aren't the things I like about this world concentrated in the English-speaking world?  That would have made my life a lot, or if not "a ...

I am Longing for William Inge's Plays

Faster than the wind, Greener than the wild evergreens on the plains, Distracted as we may be, We make a stand Against thin air

Giving Thanks

Stars, I have not seen you for months I can barely imagine your presence. Do you exist?  Do I?  Surely we do.  But how? Heavenly and b...

A Note to an Aspiring Academic or Artist

You cannot become an academic (or an artist of any kind) if you cannot stand other people pointing their fingers at you and calling you a fa...

A Dance

Darkness You do not understand me

To Complicate

"Simply, simply," someone said or wrote.  I do not want to simply.  I refuse to simply.  I would like to complicate instead.  Once I wrote s...

An Anti-Alphabetical Phase

Full of longing, and the alphabet cannot express all that I am feeling.  The alphabet forces me to leave all typography behind, except for a...

Change

Unable to read or write, or Remember pain, I float In mute silence Unable to sit or sleep, The days leave me behind, while Fatigue...

Seven Lines of Cascading Ambivalence

In the dwindling spaces of stars Lost to the wind Trees stand still, leaves dark and sparkling From across a distance, I am watching...

On OWS

New York, New York: The Guggenheim Museum is a spiral or two away On the Waterfront, there are no ducks; just vividly blue waves crashin...

Travel in Images

Compri's ten Seoul pictures, for the sky in you.

Swirling in Mint

Longing for mint tea, I return on the Square Searching for lemon drops, I gather my tea cups in the rain Fly away, tear drops Till the...

A Snail's Day

A snail made its way across the window pane and it was content.  There were no rainbows in the sky--just clouds.  It had stopped breathing i...