Lovely Miss Autumn
A poem by Adrian Lacson
By • February 22, 2012
Lovely Miss Autumn,
A year has passed since I first slept with you.
In an afternoon park I’d lay me down
On virgin grounds beyond rough avenues
And …
By • February 22, 2012
Lovely Miss Autumn,
A year has passed since I first slept with you.
In an afternoon park I’d lay me down
On virgin grounds beyond rough avenues
And …
By • February 20, 2012
Heat waves rise
when I pull the bow.
White road dust swirling
around my fingers
I can smell the land,
the years,
the maker.
Moving up the scales,
mocking birds and rattlesnakes
hum …
By • February 17, 2012
Editor’s note: read Part 1 here, Part 2 here, and Part 3 here.
Plop.
Well, they asked for this.
I mean, someone’s going to have to do some work …
By • February 17, 2012
I sit on sand, ruffling with the wind;
I hear the hushes of every wave;
I feel crawling waters licking my toes;
I smell and savor the …
By • February 17, 2012
Our teeth fall out because we don’t eat right, but that’s only when things go right. When things go bad your teeth hang on …
By • February 10, 2012
He isn’t seeking sympathy, why would he? He isn’t alone on Valentines Day. He is enjoying a glass of rum, and how many people …
By • February 10, 2012
Editor’s note: read Part 1 here, and Part 2 here.
Plop.
Oh well.
Life goes on, you know? There are always other things to do. I always wanted …
By • February 3, 2012
Dr. Mihankhah’s handwriting was far to good for him to be a medical doctor. He pulled his taxi into the drive-way of the VIA …
By • February 3, 2012
Hello inebriated youth:
you have all forgotten your inhibitions
at home on the sticky table-top
next to the red cups and empty shots.
Now here you all are,
by …
By • February 3, 2012
Editor’s note: read Part 1 here.
Plop.
“Oh shit.”
“This happened last week, too. I swear, if I find Frank in the next twenty minutes..”
“What next, boss?”
“I …