FIRST DATE
He told me about his drinking,
about his deep fascination
with the inner workings
of his own mind
that has come to
replace his drinking
now that he—one day at a time—
no longer drinks—
God, grant
Since 1968
45, Poetry by Steven Cordova
45, Poetry by Ava Dadvand
To walk down the street is a test of my womanhood.
Onlookers keep on looking.
I am beleaguered with looks of assessment.
I am the vanishing point that engulfs the eyes of the cityscape,
A positive magnet to the negative …
45, Poetry by Kathleen Balma
45, Poetry by Rita Mookerjee
33.2, Poetry by Rick Bursky
22.1, Poetry by Cynthia King