can you imagine it  the world stops spinning loud music simmers slow, ice of a hard winter melts; soft rain arrives quiet and unannounced we...

you lied when you brazenly told the new group that you are wild & adventurous one person took your word & tested your boundaries- he...

the train brings me back alleys of the city buildings graffiti walls of neglected streets wheels bound to the south roads i revel  at the op...

i step into the subway train as the wheels grind & groan the comfort of routine descend from passing buildings & trees my thoughts w...

There is an itch in my throat Dry cough, ugh,ugh,ugh Bubbles up my cheeks I gulp it down with water Trying not embarrass myself In an open s...

he was earth-skinned and sky-scarred with his dark brown jacket, black beanie, dark jeans and black shoes he got in the transit train to Tor...

this city is a chameleon one day, it is silver granite with shiny buildings one summer dusk, it is festive & noisy with tourist buses on...

  i leave this familiar abode in the morning, time moving fast- the train noisily chugging across tracks  behind city streets, underground t...

the word & phrase you write in every poem the pathway, streets and city you live since you were born the plate, cup, brew, spice, fo...

he is seated across me          in subway train in white jacket and pants          he is lost cat standing out in sea of black and ...

everyone else would mute       or numb their faces & bodies      still as snow full moon      while listening to music      in th...

a young man sits beside my table           in food court, without ordering           just twirling & examining his  hands, as if he...