Tag Archives: Lower East Side

Prayer for Crescendo

The cat found it’s way back to my chest.   How it climbed out of the stars and  dug its claws in again,  I don’t know.     I’m tired of the big empty hope.     Does it always … Continue reading

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Don’t be so oversensitive. The curtains will be put up in good time. The shadows from the cage around the windows falls when the moon is full. Am I swimming? My hands are cold when I ride my bike, but … Continue reading

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24 of 30. Making Love to June

  Today on a borrowed bicycle I couldn’t find words or a place to rest so I rode through the lower east side and let my stomach mutter about how it wanted falafel or a bento box or nothing at … Continue reading

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