My friend, Fernando

“Why is my wine always at the end?” said my friend, Fernando. “Because you drink too much,” I said. “I don’t drink too much at one...

Earth-Held

I went out before light, left you naked at the door. I left you aching. I ached, too. I went into the softness of...

Acknowledgement of Limitation on Unrestricted Interpretation

I undertake not to use this poem for any purpose associated with the promotion of nuclear, chemical, biological, spiritual, sexual or conventional warfare, nor...

I Like Donald Trump

"So which presidential candidate are you going to vote for?" I asked Karsten. "Donald Trump," he said. "Donald Trump is into Nintendo. I'm into Nintendo....

Poetry Grab Bag

Entitlement

552

Grief

41

GUM-CHEWING SLUTS

64

Most of us

136

Fiction

Find Me Alive at Sunrise

I left while the sun was setting and came back before the dark anchored in for the night, before the neighbourhood came out to devour...

Acknowledgement of Limitation on Unrestricted Interpretation

I undertake not to use this poem for any purpose associated with the promotion of nuclear, chemical, biological, spiritual, sexual or conventional warfare, nor...

Earth-Held

I went out before light, left you naked at the door. I left you aching. I ached, too. I went into the softness of...

I Like Donald Trump

Air Bag

My friend, Fernando

Gajra