Home by Rob Trousdale
i knew the weekend was going to be trouble too many white folks too many Acura MDXs too many of my fiancee’s friends too many J.Crew swim trunks too many Ralph Lauren dinner jackets too…
Category: No Time for Poetry but Exactly What Is
Survival
Know history Make history Write history
DeMun Musing
Whenever I pass Sasha’s Wine Bar Will I always Think of you?
Finding Space
“Look, I know things are strained between the two of you I’m not gonna tell you to practice metta for him— Things are too tender for that— But I will tell you what his guru…
There Is No Way to Gentleness; Gentleness Is the Way
Bella Levenshteyn Was on her scooter At the red light In front of me Her bumper sticker read: “I brake for butterflies”
Be Light (After Reading Mary Oliver)
For Lo Ten times a day something happens to me like this—some strengthening throb of amazement—some good sweet empathic ping and swell. This is the first, the wildest, and the wisest thing I know: that…
You Don’t Believe Me
You don’t believe me And why should you anyway I’m twice your age— Don’t trust anyone over 55 You don’t believe me When I tell you What you penned outta your core Ended smack in…
On the subject of good news…
A friend who is taking an online class with me wrote the following … My good news is that even though the motorist honked at me and flipped me off and yelled at me to…
This Is It
Sitting with Hedy At the end Is like sitting with Mev At the end Breathing in, calm Breathing out, present This quiet moment This only moment
It’s as Simple as That
Won’t apologize for Hiroshima obliteration Won’t apologize for Indochina devastation American Exceptionalism means never having to say you’re sorry