Poems from LupoDellaNoche
Summer 06'
Circled around the screen is my family
Grandpa in his recliner sitting stern and proud
My little brothers cheering loud
My...
Cages thrown deep into the Hudson
The fishermen smoke stogies on the pier
I fear- that I might get sick
for the air is thick with the...
I spoted a New York liscense plate hanging from your chest
as you parade the streets, from one boro to next.
The best artists around can't...
Sunlight bends at crack in my door trying to sneak a peak into my studio apartment
I hide from the cruel outside beneath these sheets
Skin...