Lost! This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

New York is a sitcom.
It’s not quite what Seinfeld taught me –
no “Come in! Sit down!” humor,
no hourglass to turn over and watch as
crystals drop, snap, dissolve into a bottom glass.
They lie here; I wear thick specs to observe but
can’t seem to relieve a smudge on my
blind spot. Here it’s all good-intention trees,
pigeonholes and Pradas with no passports,
no natives, no certainty, no attachment.
The words I ink are life-size when they leave
the ballpoint but elongate as do
shadows and streets or gentrification on the Lower East.
Marco paintings grow younger in thought;
steps grow worn like an old pillow but
without spaghetti stains or cartoon sheets.
Now, I forget too often; I unwind black wires but
they do not come back the way the telephone would.
The wires can only drift and wander and get
lost in the avenues.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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DreamingOutQuiet said...
Jun. 8, 2012 at 4:58 pm
This is very humorous and creative.
 
HerBeautifulWays said...
Feb. 23, 2012 at 10:18 am
Very uniqe (:
 
Laxmaddy This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 22, 2012 at 8:10 pm
I love pieces like this. It adds a little poetic humor to the world. Great job!
 
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