war by George Murphy

The Number of Our Days

Your flesh was a glass chorus of cruel sirens who with every touch chafed the ribbons of my fingers raw. In your blue eyes I notched with a yellow...
Diego Rivera's Frozen Assets

Yellow Manhattan

All night cross-town cabs yellow black Manhattan traveling at the speed of metered time. Surrounded by hubbub and sound honking their way to curb exits. Driven by expatriated hacks who...

Lux

Light is salutation is New York at night is a billion sparks fallen from a heaven of stars to pulse above Harlem, Carnegie Hall, Soho, Little...
Neil Brosnan

Neil Brosnan

Born on Long Island, N.Y. went to a couple of different colleges; hitch-hiked around Europe got thrown out of Ireland; worked in a mental...
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