by Warren Gaston | Jun 20, 2019
farther back in time the beginning of my life long memory trail ________________________ Japanese haiku are like being in the ring with Mohammed Ali. They punch once but once is enough. You know you’ve been hit, not knocked out, but knocked into a new...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 1, 2019
sky velocity burn night stone slamming into friction you are committed to blaze . . . you are consumed by your commitment . . . you do not require a next world . . . this one, the one that consumes you, is enough. ...
by Warren Gaston | May 25, 2019
A short list of people who were never born, not conceived, not a gleam in anyone’s eye, until now, not even fictional. Romulus Baird Laurel Frankenstar Bertram Bacardus Willy Sengar Marie Zamora Ivor Pollingham Missy Darman Hans Harlow Renee Tussore Trent...
by Warren Gaston | May 21, 2019
looking up my eyes thicken with light the light thickens to sky the sky thickens to black wings arcing black wings thicken to a noun the noun thickens into the word b i r d the word dissolves into movement a black streak across the sky...
by Warren Gaston | May 10, 2019
I am at a party and I don’t know what to say. People are friendly. They welcome me. They extend their hands. They smile. Glad to meet you, they say. Glad you came. I don’t know what to say. You must think I’m socially awkward, or perhaps unfriendly or ungrateful. But...
