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Poetry Vignettes

Beetle on a String

We looped a thread around the beetle’s body. It buzzed over our heads. Circling, circling, circling. No remorse. No retreat. Wasn’t about life. Wasn’t about a game. Was about the day, was about time. The Scarab Beetle, lost in the world. Found. Only to be handcuffed for being strong. Held down, flight cancelled for the night. The […]

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L.A. Vignettes

A Conversation Under a Bridge

La Cienega Blvd. under the 10 freeway. “I thought it, poetic .” “Not really; more of a clichéd poetic.” “Doesn’t it say something to you?” “What does it say to you?” “I marvel at the fact that one word, as simple as one word, can move someone, like the same way a poem moves when […]

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What Happened to Western Avenue?

What happened to the good ol’ days? Well, they went away with the winter rains. The gutter took them from block to block and dumped down to the beach where the tourists play, down by the Santa Monica Pier. What happened to Western Avenue? They took away its soul and replaced it with a ghoul. But […]

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Words Written

Her voice was thunderous, all things went mute, headed for the backgrounds, power audibles coming through. “Natapos mo ba?” “Opo,” I said with my head down, looking at my dirty toenails. She held my hand and dragged me down the hallway. My slippers slip, slipping away. She led me to my table inside my bedroom […]

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Jungle Rules

Inside the No. 52. Long Beach Transit. Blue limo gold. A woman choked. “Your momma,” she said, before the man lunged forward. His hands on her neck. Spittle everywhere. White hands gripped the rail. Red faced with a bus-full of diverted eyes. No one. Nobody cared. In the ‘hood, you are on your own. Attack and […]