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Fountain Avenue

Fountain Avenue

                Andalusia smells like saffron, stones, rosemary, and dirt. The gypsies reckon the devil lives in me and move to the other side of the square when I walk past. They make their living telling palm-carved fortunes. One binds your wrists, smiles square in your eyes, tell you [...]

Flying to Los Angeles

Flying to Los Angeles

              I am now old enough to understand the moon. We are the same type of creature, our own subtle gravity guilelessly manipulative. We reflect the Father’s light back upon creation so we may remain obscured and at least halfway in comfortable, classic black. Women slide so easily into [...]

Highlands

Highlands

This is a love poem because I was told last Thursday at a bar on 4th Street that there are only two things about which one can write: Sex and Death. Night plays tricks like low-cut Highland whiskey and great wings waiting in the fate for her cue. She steps on stage, recites his lines, [...]

Color

Color

Red as my lips Red as my cheeks Kissed by you gently to help me to sleep Red as our blood Red as the wine Red as my eyes crying on a restless night Red as my dreams Red as my fears Red as the moon when the storm is near Red as my hair Red as my [...]

Mothers Who Carry Their Own Water

Mothers Who Carry Their Own Water

When there is no well       land is parched mouth dusty       skin cracked bloody fingers plant       nourish thorn less roses that blush beauty lean into wind of change       find warmth in cold places refuse to stay stuck       lay down in assigned [...]

The Golf Course

The Golf Course

To Michael, for beginning it all, for unanticipated salvation   Until I met you, the calla lilies in a vase of grass by an arthritic stone wall were nothing more than something beautiful. So the dog shadowing within a broken hinged gate, open, as, over there, two pigeons tromped at the mud before hurtling into [...]

Dream of You

Dream of You

There’s nothing written in the stars, I’ve not experienced the beyond; there’s only this ache in my heart but that will be gone, when I’m gone. There’s only lost thoughts in the air, random emotions haunting me. There’s only sadness and despair; I’m swimming in a lonely sea. I cannot spot that peaceful shore where [...]

Candy Bar ’75: Part Two

Candy Bar ’75: Part Two

Editor’s Note: It’s a “stagnant” summer in Diamond Bar in 1975 and Darlene and her friend Deanna are headed to the club to check out the cute lifeguard Steve. Read Part One here. “Let’s head to the club now,” Deanna continues after a long slurp. “I think that new lifeguard Steve likes me. I wanna stare [...]

Candy Bar ’75

Candy Bar ’75

June 16th, 1975 Another stagnant summer morning in Diamond Bar. My brothers Keith and Danny are still in bed. Downstairs, my mom’s rattling something around in the kitchen. I’ve been hanging around my room all morning, not doing much of anything. I read in a magazine the other day that teenage girls should get more [...]

Mountain Glory

Mountain Glory

Light red look north picture perfect day mountains a touch away command a second look rocks fused by earth’s dance cracked sharp ridges finger smooth surfaces shadowy images play hide and seek peaks startle sky take it in light green drive along smile beauty hitch ride.   Copyright © Gerda Govine Ituarte Gerda will be [...]

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