What the Bridge Says at Misfit’s Miscellany

My old walk to work used to take me over a bridge. Actually bridge isn’t even right because it wasn’t anything like the Brooklyn Bridge or the Gowanus Canal even. It wasn’t over some small brook or stream. It was over a highway full of exhaust fumes and noise. Still, each morning I would look at… Continue reading What the Bridge Says at Misfit’s Miscellany

Salud at Misfits’ Miscellany

Morning! I’m thrilled to have my poem Salud over at one of the coolest zines, Misfits’ Miscellany.  It’s about my friends Oscar and Aida who live in Madrid and last Christmas came to visit Jay and me in New York. Te echo  mucho de menos, Oscar (Patos) y Aida. We’ll toast in Plaza de Santa… Continue reading Salud at Misfits’ Miscellany