Quo Vadis? COVID Est (Eh!)

Outsidein the loosening freeze,the last stubborn snows meltand the soil oozeslike wet sponge underfoot,as spring’s first smells emerge,on the breeze,whispers of rotten leafand sodden grassand months’ old dog turdsbeing givena second run. It’s quiet herelike the...

The Downtown Skateboarder Ascends

for Natas Kaupas I am old now, and my bones crack like burning woodwhen I sit or stand.But shit, I can recalla time when I was youngand God was a blondeCalifornian and half the age of what I am now.How me and my friendsstudied those...