A Kind of Poem on “Pachucos At The Pumps” (or was that “Pachuco Leather Punks”?), Hope, and Music
“Beneath the stains of time / The feelings disappear / You are someone else / I am still right here.” . . . I can imagine Trent Reznor writing that on … Continue reading
December 2, 2014 · Leave a comment
My old man and Hank
Charles Bukowski’s empathy showed often enough in his writing, just at the right places, remarkably, that it continually renewed your faith in what he wrote, though I never got the … Continue reading
October 4, 2014 · Leave a comment
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