I pronounce the h in white

I spoke with my father on the phone the other day. He was in Colombia at the time. I don’t call my father unless it’s important, but what I consider to be important is not what he considers to be important. And vice versa. My father told me on the phone that a linguist knew [...]

2019-10-05T16:57:57+00:00March 1st, 2016|Poetry|

Justice is Empty

Source: EmptyARTJustice I was in the car with my dad, he was taking me to soccer practice. He asked me if I would pass the ball to this kid named Alan, who had gotten me into trouble by falsely accusing me of kicking him in the testicles. I guess my dad thought I wanted [...]

2019-10-05T16:57:58+00:00December 19th, 2015|Poetry|