Long John Silvers was one of my first jobs in high school. Riding my bike on Saturday, hungry, smelly, and with jeans that hugged my thin frame to the point of being naughty, I went inside. The sign on the door said, “Help Needed.” All the high schoolers went there to eat lunch because it…
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“Special Delivery” Now Live On MasticadoresIndia
The giblets of a turkey never got me worked up. Thoughts of stuffing, long-necked turkey soup, or even giblet gravy didn’t dance in my head. Instead, my mouth would water when Mama breaded and fried up those turkey gizzards, yummy! Our menu included lots of small lobster tails with the usual seafood trimmings. Sides included…
Live on MasticadoresIndia, My New Poem “Noses Bleed White”
dahlias budding in arid Culiacangold and silver shine in your sun mines giving death to fledglingsevil rapes the earth, stealing her bountypacific wind blows humanity backward as do closed eyes of stiff cartelcoke bleeds noses pink and scarletdeath calls naïve lovers in silk sheets To continue reading, please visit MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores )…
Nineteen Stars
Nicolas Poussin Artist – Poem © Joni Caggiano (This poem is dedicated to the three adults and nineteen elementary school children who lost their lives and those wounded). Nineteen Stars clasping hands faces smiling nineteen stars play jump rope magical chains of lily white flowers angels bring along the moon who smiles Jesus, Mother…
