Little Words

dropping in the ocean of language

words I've written and the places they've come from

El Choclo – The Corn as published in Vineleaves Literary Journal 2015

The Marabu night club. Light is dim. The music throbs dark. Twisted. An orchestra of sound fills the space, pleasing to the body. This...

Mi Refugio – My Refuge

Anibal Troilo plays his bandoneon on the corner of my street. He plays our soul in this new music, it makes you drop in the knees, it...

hedonistic guilt

City Birds

Old man on a Saturday

An Exercise in Control

Little Heart

Of Bees and Milkshakes

Touch Stones

Thinking on Paper

BARCELONA BUBBLES 3

BARCELONA BUBBLES 2