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Tag Archives: Angel Uriel Perales
Inglewood Cacophony
Inglewood Cacophony (For Eric Lawson) First the dogs erupt in a flurry of barks and howls followed by the Doppler effect of emergency sirens, then a policeman through a megaphone orders someone to get out of a car and orders … Continue reading
Merry Christmas, Mr. Hemingway
This poem was originally published and featured by Rick Lupert in the Poetry Superhighway website and then consequently in my second book, LONG. I try to repost and reprint the poem every year at around this time. Enjoy. – Angel … Continue reading
This Fatuous Existence
June 18th, 2013, today was a trying day. The kind of day which begins pleasantly enough, waking up to the wonderful morning shrilling sounds of leaf blowers, 6am lawnmowers, LA traffic, a plethora of garbage trucks backing up all over … Continue reading
T.C.
You thought maturity was strength disguised watching amber walls. You thought happiness was endless chatter. You thought success entailed your cult of personality over ingrained traditions, money and charm were party favors, Indian gifts, bait. And you knew the terrors … Continue reading
The Nothing That Happens
Late at night, her grandmother’s house, by her grandmother I mean some lady not quite 60 at the time who was raising her, providing a room, a bed, a place to sleep since her mother dropped her off and ran … Continue reading
Sofa King
The City of Ann Arbor issued a citation forcing us to remove the couch from the front porch and to clean the debris and junk strewn around the yard. This was the summer we rented a bush hog and mowed … Continue reading
In Extremis Extreme (Essay)
I’ve had the displeasure of perusing some contracts written up by the studios trying to either tie up your professional name or trying to buy the universal rights to some artistic work. The legalese in some of these documents delves … Continue reading
Manifest
She sat in shadows. We talked about violins. The night was heavy and sweet and tasted of blancmange. I needed her touch and so I touched. Then her bracelet fell off in the japonicas and, when I searched in the … Continue reading
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