Pastelitos

They were starving. All he had in his fridge was a pack of la masa…

On Chrysanthemums of Hunger and the Reckless Moss of the Body

If only finches, phoebes, mourning doves could say – rice exploded in our foundling avian…

Untitled & Ze

S****************: T***************L ARS IN A BOW El Paso. ZE All summer we set out to…

Besieged

“Ah Sweet Soul,” says Love, “You know more than you are sayng.” Marguerite Porete from…

Selected Poems

From the series To our Poets (to Orides Fontela) I left some roses here, near…

The Dreams of Sedat Peker

Sedat Peker demanded a sacrifice. He dreamed of blood, and I dreamed the dreams of…

Malvina Sammarone: Communicating The Incommunicable

Malvina Sammarone uses both of her hands in her drawings, creating a reversed mirrored image.…