Monday, April 22, 2013

A Man You No Longer Know

He often considers the
girl in the ripped KISS shirt with her
rock 'n' roll music and wet lips.

"Who are you?" she will ask
and he will sip his "thé au citron" and say,
"I am a man you no longer know."

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

When the Mirror Looks Back

The mirror looks at me while
purple sweat drips from my brow.
I lift these evil metals and pant.

My father looks back, through that dirty mirror.
My grandfathers and great-grandfathers and great-great-grandfathers too.
They came by boat, they came by land,
or were captured in a war, adopted
willingly and unwillingly by this great land.

They sold fruit, made wine,
spoke of Jupiter, Saint Anthony, Quetzalcoatl, and HaShem,
each in their own tongue
sighing their own burden.

They speak to me...Michael...Michele...Miguel...
Be the Man of your destiny.

"Just twenty more reps," I respond.