Poetry
Autumn 1993
Photo of Miles Davis at Lennies-on-the-Turnpike, 1968
New York becomes A slimmer city In the absence of this. I suppose You could also title this picture Of Miles, his leathery Squint, the grace In his fingers a […]
Poetry
Autumn 1993
A Small Moment
I walk into the bakery next door To my apartment. They are about To pull some sort of toast with cheese From the oven. When I ask: What’s that smell? […]