
Policing America
I have a love/hate relationship with police—bitter lately. After my experiences with cops (a troubling Alabama sheriff sticks out) and … read more
I have a love/hate relationship with police—bitter lately. After my experiences with cops (a troubling Alabama sheriff sticks out) and … read more
Look Out for the Drift If you see yourself in a living room mirror speaking… read more
Looking Normal in Kew Gardens It’s normal not to think about the homeless mentally ill, until one picks up… read more
Bloodstone When do we ever stop looking for a father or mother—especially when craving for… read more
*This article was picked up by Counterpunch for their June 4, 2018 issue. Ropa Vieja in Cuba and Puerto Rico… read more
Bisexuals Go Where? Surprising vapors from your letters: Did you last write, “I accept your offer of a critique”?… read more
It’s great to hear “Ghazal Me” will appear in issue #72 of The Ghazal Page. In case you’re unfamiliar with… read more
Race in Education: Where do I Begin? Here’s to aboriculturists and gardeners with their bags of seeds and magic tricks, because… read more
What Third Eye? Approaching a horse on the side of the road, crows on its back, tearing its flesh… read more
A TOOLKIT FOR WRITERS AND READERS Behind Bill’s Hobby Shop Window there’s a silence in my voice…… read more
The New York City Puerto Rican Day Parade is on June 11th; but as a member of the island’s diaspora,… read more
Painting by Eric Fischl at Skarstedt followed by an ekphrastic poem. Late America Daddy, enough with the… read more
Where Will The Words Go Now? Where will the words go now, when abnormal is being normalized, and journalists… read more
Recruitment in The Northwest Gallery Tonight This painting calls me in for more of thunderous blasts and… read more
Where are You on Religion? Does it play a role in your life? It’s hard to imagine the world… read more
Are you ready? Let’s begin with Noam Chomsky sharing one prominent way that critical thought and dialogue are stunted… read more
MY RANT & CLOSING POEMS. Since our last election day, except for a few poems, I have found it hard… read more
Speaking in Stones I A stone told The Sculptor what it wished to be. The Sculptor melted into tears…. read more
Given the neo-fascism in the U.S., the raping of Puerto Rico, and North Carolina’s recent Republican coup, my twenty-year struggle… read more
Normal blood pressure is 120/80; last week my blood pressure hung around some dangerous numbers; 198/107 made me check in… read more
Newtown Literary had a launching event for issue #9 (buy here!) a couple of days ago, and I was one of four… read more
There is nothing wrong with competition—as long as it’s wholesome. It leads to all sorts of good things. Game on…. read more
Post election day, I’m back to a familiar question: does poetry matter? It matters. Little Framed Picture In a… read more
A Rant: Living Post-Truth It has been a while since my Election Day entry; the initial shock is over; I’m… read more
Dear Ruko, Trump will soon be our President, our Commander and Chief: he took America. I have not had… read more
One of my favorite stand-up comedians, George Carlin, the gods rest his soul, did a bit in the early 70s’… read more
In my October 7 entry, I included a poem, “Knives,” that was inspired by Gary Soto’s “Oranges.” I completed… read more
This blog’s September launch includes a poem that describes my relationship with a betraying, yet fitting, heart; and how… read more
Doing more public readings, excluding open mics, is on my list of 2016 New Year Resolutions. I have a… read more