So odd that he’d miss
the subtlety of my charm
given the nuance of his spite
© Chagall 2014
Archive for March, 2014
Stick figures she’d draw on the mirror
appear in the bathroom steam
weeks after her passing
© Chagall 2014
Originally posted on June 8, 2013. Have a great weekend. —Chagall
She, eloquently,
recited his passages,
as he once would have.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
What does it mean
to be pi
seconds long?
© Chagall 2014
I enjoy surrounding
myself with those
to whom I can
provide great value
without exerting
a great deal of effort
myself
© Chagall 2014
Everyone around stares
at plastic-silicon
while we gaze now instead –
we pour ourselves – into the timelessness
of sunlight on our foreheads
and upon each open palm
and parted lip
© Chagall 2014
Although you can’t see it
of course there’s a flame.
© Chagall 2014
My inner voice speaks
in tongues – babbles on.
© Chagall 2014
The songs we sing tonight will be pressed
onto small and platinum platters
the last of which will perish
many years from now
without so much
as a whisper
© Chagall 2014
Alphabet City 