hey eric

tonight a black line of crows
rising like smoke
flew overhead
while I biking home
against the current
of their wings

todd

a story
can be told through pictures
and words
but what in them is true

viva Delancy st. 1984

hello hello

the time
of utter confusion
endless advertisements
smiling children women and men
plastic crap
making me feel secure
and uncertain

frankford ave 1984

sandra

on thanksgiving
i sense the bustle
of people moving
to touch kin
and feel comfort
from it

holland,pa 1985

hey jermaine

like waking in the middle
of a dream
that's disturbing
i noticed a desperation
in faces
that I could not change
with a simple smile

hey lino

a hard line
defines me
or maybe defies my vague
understanding
with universal form

Theodore

under the bridge
was written
on the pillar
while fish jumped
and the authors darling humped
her from behind
it was quite touching
for this kinda thing