We skated glided on the surface of extreme emotion playing at passion for the sake of the other’s feelings touching with something like love but mostly only lust and a lark Sure we had some honest affection for one another but that was the farthest the deepest either of us could manage It was more... Continue Reading →

Bordertown: Chapter Two

Chapter Two      Children swim in that river — the one that slices through the two cities — or what little of it one can manage to swim in. It’s mostly just wading and splashing. The maquiladoras dump their waste nearby so that there’s a strange smell to the water, like rust and dry... Continue Reading →


To lay it all bare what once appeared so complicated but was in actuality quite simple I loved you adored you venerated you mythologized you beyond anything you could have possibly achieved anything anyone could possibly achieve so that you shined on a plain of existence no human being had ever could ever have scaled... Continue Reading →


It’s not as if I didn’t try near the end you would say things over and over again feigning at patience and care but somewhere inside I could feel the lack of true emotion there and I forgot to really listen because I have always been bad with recall and you would grow frustrated with my... Continue Reading →


     We lived for that intersection of seasons — the brief moment when summer and autumn coexisted, much like an eclipse of sun and moon. We were happy in that interim.      And it was so quick. Fast like snapping your fingers. If only it were infinite, maybe then we’d be happy all... Continue Reading →


You could have been quiet as dawn but I would have heard you regardless to me, you were louder than god and far more seductive in nature the lines and shapes you formed  howling like a squall for only me to hear I heard you I hear you


It was something every time — you tossed me onto the stairs leading up to my apartment and had me coming within seconds my legs wrapped around your neck fingers scrapping through your hair nails in your tender scalp your face between my thighs I knew there was a reason I had worn a skirt... Continue Reading →

Bordertown: Chapter One

Chapter One      The most beautiful and the ugliest place I have ever been.      The curve of that city, cut in half by the sludge trail of the Rio Grande River, clings gracelessly to the crumbling spine of the mountains, splaying out into the desert, stretching for miles in any direction available.... Continue Reading →

Passing Evening

I’ll be there some future evening with the windows open curtains languidly twirling while the breeze slips in through the screen moving like a shadow across the plain of his face A raising a prickling of memory silent and soft as a season gently waning into the next He’ll sit and think of me For... Continue Reading →

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