Every Good Morning

  Two days in since gym and work closings, since friends and family began to bunker up, and my body feels trapped inside itself, the energy churning and twitching out in irritability and an incapacity to go quiet, to reconcile with a prescribed stillness. My normal, acute restlessness is becoming more intense. What does one do with a body that creates more energy than can be used, that begins to […]

The Greeks and Shakespeare understood madness. Look at how Regan and Cornwall go to work on Gloucester’s eyes in III, vii of King Lear or how the maenads tear apart Pentheus in Euripides’ The Bacchae. Real madness is rage that does not diminish, one that keeps finding sources of more rage. It becomes an instrument of perpetual motion made of flesh and endlessly producing malice. It strikes out at anyone […]

I have been writing poetry for five years and have achieved mediocrity — if that — a knowledge I can think of wryly, having come to an age when it is more and more inconvenient to tell myself lies. As if I were in a sinking raft in treacherous waters, I start looking around to see what I can salvage, what will help me swim and ward off sharks. Pretending […]

  It has come to the point where I cannot decode what I understand or maybe my last shreds of idealistic innocence and blindness are being swept away. Maybe I am just another damn fool sleeper awakening. Since Plymouth and Jamestown,  the US has always been a collection of accomplished killers and economic pirates. For proof of that spend just a few hours thumbing through the history of the Indian […]