You stare a black, Coal truncheon Through my empty, Feeble optimism . As you sit there in the bar You frequent every night To smoke cigarettes and Drink Mountain Dew. . In you, I see a hurt little boy, Beneath your hard exterior, . And I See What the world does To little boys, and […]

Sports bars And tomboys Are subsuming my mind On this gray winter day and To get through the winding streets of Pittsburgh And escalate into your mountainous coordinates Would be akin to the next coliseum of murderous carnage, Like placing 20 five-ton cement planks On the summit of our sweat and cunning, As if watering […]