Monday, May 18, 2009
Teacher by Pets
My daughter teaches seventh grade math in a middle school close to downtown L A. Her students in their extensive free time draw portraits of her. She thought this was hilarious and brought it home for me to see.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
haiku
recess
blind
ernesto looks up
eyes blank hands reach mouth laughing
escalera, ladder climb slide
march
california deck
wild hill mutters remember
nasturtiums spill bright
silence in the park
laughing girl signs
push me, swing me higher, faster
hands open forwad, push
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blind
ernesto looks up
eyes blank hands reach mouth laughing
escalera, ladder climb slide
march
california deck
wild hill mutters remember
nasturtiums spill bright
silence in the park
laughing girl signs
push me, swing me higher, faster
hands open forwad, push
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Thursday, April 2, 2009
Sea Rock and the Maiden
Saturday morning early.The rock black, hulking, utterly quiet.. Spray surges dissolving granite white salt sifts. The woman suddenly screams ecstasy, and the man shoots salty cum to form blood mix with archaic sea brine. Gulls circle and circle.The virgins sit at the bottom of the cliff, shivering, excited watching the sea surge granite and eating stolen peanut butter and white bread.
Sea Rock and the Maiden
slick, shiny lips parted
eyes wide
what do you want?
what do you want?
what do you say I want?
sea swell bashes the rock
spray shoots salt
the crag stands solid
in the perfect solvent
sea swells
beating
beating
what do you want from the rock
eating your sandwich on the sand?
the rock says nothing
granite white flecked- solitary
seared at the magma core
Love me?
Love me?
Love me
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Sea Rock and the Maiden
slick, shiny lips parted
eyes wide
what do you want?
what do you want?
what do you say I want?
sea swell bashes the rock
spray shoots salt
the crag stands solid
in the perfect solvent
sea swells
beating
beating
what do you want from the rock
eating your sandwich on the sand?
the rock says nothing
granite white flecked- solitary
seared at the magma core
Love me?
Love me?
Love me
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Sunset and Spring
The tortilla factory, La Fortaleza, Manuel's dad owned and where Manuel, himself, was born is just outside this picture. Click to enlarge.
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