Wednesday, November 24, 2010

First Lines Second Thoughts — At Swim-Two-Birds

photo © Mark Butkus 2009
Two birds and a vacant face.

Having placed in my mouth
sufficient bread
for three minutes' chewing,

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Cielito Lindo

De la Sierra Morena
Cielito lindo, vienen bajando,
Un par de ojitos negros,
Cielito lindo, de contrabando.

Pájaro que abandona,
Cielito lindo, su primer nido,
Si lo encuentra ocupado,
Cielito lindo, bien merecido.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Friday, November 5, 2010

Frat Jack: On the Road Re-told

"I first met Dean not long after Tryscha and I hooked up. I had just gotten over a wicked fucking hangover that I won’t bother to talk about, except that it had something to do with a six-foot-five douchebag and a beer bong. With the coming of Dean Moriarty began the part of my life you could call my life on the bro’d. Before that I’d often dreamed of going West to see hot LA actress chicks and try In N’ Out burgers, always vaguely planning and never taking off. Dean is the perfect bro for the road because he knows how to fucking party."

So begins On the Bro'd - a serialized retelling of Jack Kerouac's seminal On the Road translated and updated to 2010 in bro-speak.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Wrecked — A Poem of the Haiti Earthquake

photo © Teresa Puente 2010
Ofrenda honoring victims of Haiti Earthquake.

A crumbled road, leading —
Nowhere, not now...
Upturned vehicles,
Their passengers the same;

Monday, November 1, 2010

Dios Nunca Muere

Muere el sol en los montes
Con la luz que agoniza
Pues la vida en su prisa
Nos conduce a morir

Pero no importa saber
Que voy a tener el mismo final
Porque me queda el consuelo
Que Dios nunca morirá