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There are only four total hours You need to be inside. Past sunset, Deep in the dark, folks are still taking evening walks. 10 or 11, you could be another one on the way to the club. Round midnight. The outdoors wears on you– You’ve been on the train all day. Places are closed, so are their restrooms. Cinderella would be home now. Nothing good happens past 2 am. You […]

one day, i met the invisible man walking down the road in nothing but a pair of shoes— he stopped mid-step when he saw me i saw no hands, but the shh-shh of a mom shushing her kids sang from the sidewalk: don’t tell nobody, he warned, they won’t believe you anyway the invisible man crossed the street; cars didn’t honk at him just the thud of bumper on skin, […]

From Bedlam to the State Pen Here there is no asylum Shuttered and empty The worst and best of them Forgotten, erased Abandoned All the unlisted Inhabitants released Expelled, scattered Into the streets Invisible, caught Like sand in drifts Under the bridges And overpasses Passed over, voiceless Faceless, nameless Caught like fish In the nets of factory ships And stowed deep Hidden in prisons Placed, replaced Invisible– No room here […]

Street cleaners have orders to clean this place where the man left his waste get rid of the cans,  the newspapers the shopping cart, the baseball cap with the company’s name that wouldn’t hire him On the top of the pile his old shoes with the soles torn off like a dog had attacked them and left the memory of what it was like to be ripped apart in the […]