Without Regrets

Without Regrets “If opportunity doesn’t knock, build a door” Milton Berle Winged it,booked a flight,rented a car,drove an hour and a half in a stateI had never been to before.In the scheme of recent events it was meant to be.Didn’t foresee the grave pandemic that…

Unfound

I know of the place grasp the times but not the places little of their times Russian Jews my grandparents came to America as part of the diaspora From where, precisely remains unknown to me ‘country of origin’ Russia – imprecise vastness the only clue…

Honor

HONOR _______________________________ My mother is earth Her mother before her stone I, I am clay The inheritance of determination And lifetimes of unshed tears Each generation softened To mutable ground That grows wild with flowers Demands no sacrifice but the pangs of becoming I will…

Here We Are – golden shovel

after Victoria Chang Time has shifted around my city of I and its reliability to be always steady and constant is in doubt though I knew this welcomed distortion was a happening that pushed many cities of I into profound grief over the long overdue…

Hour 11: I’ve Never Been To . . .

I’ve never been to paradise or heaven—are they similar places—like islands in the Caribbean? Like utopia or nirvana? Those places would be enjoyable I guess, but they may be places like Las Vegas where I have been, unfortunately. Before I pick a place, can I…

Titan Tourists

If an atmosphere defines a moon, Saturn’s Titan is much like Planet Earth, And although no one will most likely land there without lots of protective gear a trip to the largest of Saturn’s 82 moons might well prove its worth since as starlets might…

Her

She looked lost As if someone snapped their fingers And she was transported to another world Shocked, frozen, and scared She was scared And I could see it in her eyes The way her pupils widened How her blinks slowed And the wrinkle of her…

11

11/ 11/ When I was sixteen, my math teacher slipped me clues during tests “Ka-hi-li, calme toi”, he’d say, adding an extra syllable to my name That math was an abstraction It was another eight years before I got my driver’s license The first time…

Sailor

  I aint unto how to learn swim Beacuse I’m a sailor, If my ship wrecks and I stucked in an island With only two options Either starve to death or suicide I would select suicide I would jump into the sea and drown to…

The Revolt Poet – StatesEyed

I am an anti-British Anti-establishment, cocky prick, Shock and awe poetry, And vitriol in the words I spit. I’m not sure how well this anglo-centrism can stick, Because after all the world world is full of shit. This is my first international gig. Take it…