April 8th, 2011
Escape Into Chris – Entry 13
Tags/ Posted by Mandy Al-AswadMy parents are still here due to the snow That's falling fatly on us in Cheyennecontinue reading this poem
The liberating part of this theory of life is that when you become conscious of the role you are playing, you no longer have to play it anymore.
July 6th, 2010
Wilson by Daniel Clowes
Tags/ Posted by Chris Al-AswadThe moon cannot be stolen, only borrowed. Tonight, after your shift ends, I tell you about a surprise in the freezer.continue reading this poem
Wilson is published as a large hardback, A4 size, with a glossy cover, like a children’s annual. Its ‘hero’ peers out at us – uncertainly? beseechingly? – looking faintly ridiculous with his too-large head.
April 7th, 2010
He Fled from the Table
Tags/ Posted by Chris Al-AswadLike an old shoe molded to only one foot, I do have a thick hide that’s held up through years of nettling by tongues of other poets.continue reading this poem
March 23rd, 2010
Let it Ride!
Tags/ Posted by Chris Al-AswadYour name spoken to a stranger whose hands grapple with it.continue reading this poem
