POOR GIRL
(47th & Liberty , 1950’s) I rode my birthday [...]
Illuminated now by stars the tracks leave the trail in [...]
(1952) Away from the humidity and sweat of that [...]
I liked us so much better when we slept face [...]
Twice I've dug in against death, twice I've seen its [...]
Some days the sun visits me bent over a barren [...]
In the cobble stone lane a young woman in dark [...]
Stefano always swore Rimbaud was right -- anything is possible [...]